President Hunting Love is too fierce

She woke up wobbly, her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.

In the starry sky, the man with the face of incomparable horror and joy is close at hand.

Excitement flowed in the deep eyes, flickering, staring at her so intently.

Profound, loving, painful.

It seemed that she was the only one in the world in his eyes. [

Such a bloody night, such a broken emotion, such a catastrophe of narrow escape.

Unexpectedly, when her life was threatened in the end, it was he who came to save her.

Bai Ling looked into his eyes as if absent-minded, and inexplicable ripples appeared in the lake of her heart, sour and astringent.

It's unbelievable what it's like.

It's just that the flustered heart slowly calmed down, and his gentle eyes were like a warm current that touched her heart.

"Mo... Fei..." Her voice was extremely hoarse, breaking out from her dry throat, with a slight tremor.

Light as smoke, slowly drifting in this blurred suburban night.

The night wind rustled, taking away the smell of blood and the anger of hatred, leaving only the sky full of brilliant stars.

It makes people feel that life is still so worth looking forward to, it's good to be alive.

"Bai Ling, you are still alive..."

Mofei saw her open her eyes and put her heart on her throat before returning to her seat, but she still stared into her eyes in disbelief.

It was too dangerous. If he came late, he might only see her dead body.

With his still trembling fingers, he gently caressed the side of her face with heartache, feeling her faint temperature, penetrating from the palm of his hand to his heart.

Only in this way can he truly feel that she is still alive.

Why does this stubborn woman scare him to death every time, hate her to the extreme, and hate her to be hurt.

He felt very happy and very painful, this kind of sinking in the abyss>

He was still completely planted in her hands, entangled with her until death, unable to let go.

Mo Fei picked her up from the grass and held her tightly in his arms, as if holding a lost and recovered treasure, her body trembling faintly.

Bai Ling was embraced by him, feeling a warmth tightly surrounding her. [

The life-and-death struggle just now had exhausted her strength, and she didn't want to think about anything.

Leaning quietly in his arms like this, listening to his strong heartbeat.

The starlight is like silver waves sprinkled on this grassland, the night breeze brings the charm of the night slightly, and there are calls of summer borers among the trees and grass in the suburbs.