President Hunting Love is too fierce

He knew that this gambling king was actually not a kind person.

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The dim light from outside the window refracted in.

The faint light, the empty space, seems to have a taste of loneliness.

When Bai Ling woke up from the coma, she felt like her whole body was falling apart, and the pain was so painful that she couldn't even move it. [

Fortunately, the bed and quilt were extremely soft, carefully wrapping her injured body.

Made her feel a lot more comfortable.

I really want to just lie down like this all the time, without opening my eyes, and indulge myself not to think about anything, so that I can have a moment of tranquility without having to face the troubles of life.

But... She still sighed secretly.

Once she relaxes, maybe it will be harder for her to persevere, wanting to miss such a quiet life without thinking about anything.

However, everything in reality does not allow her to shrink back, and she still has too many responsibilities and hatred.

Such a life will never be possible.

She frowned, her slender and thick eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened.

His head was still a little dizzy, and he tried his best to pull himself together for a while before the dizziness faded away.

She subconsciously supported her hands to get up, but as soon as her palms pressed against the bed, a burning pain hit from her palms, which made her cry out in pain, and her lips turned pale all of a sudden.

It was only then that she noticed that gauze was wrapped on her palm. Her palm was trampled on the ground last night, and her skin had already been trampled to blood.

Even the bones of the fingers are aching.

With a soft snap, the door was pushed open, and Mo Fei walked in from the outside frowning.

He was still wearing the gown from last night, but the gown that was ironed flat last night became crumpled after a night.

His styled hair was also scattered in front of his forehead in a mess, giving him a slightly lazy and decadent taste.

His bright eyes with misty and deep meaning are falling on Bai Ling's body at this moment, and there is a curve on his lips that seems to be a smile but not a smile.

Bai Ling couldn't help but froze, and quickly restrained her painful frowning expression.

Lowering his head, his face became calm.

The palm also quietly stretched out behind her. [

Seeing the instant change in her expression, Mofei felt a pang in his heart, and the smile froze on his lips.

He didn't speak, and looked at her quietly for a while with a strange expression.

Then he walked to the cupboard next to the leisure sofa, habitually took out a bottle of wine, and poured it into a goblet.

With a sarcastic look, he drank it nonchalantly.

Three cups in a row.