My sweet wife won again

Chapter 543 I Don't Know How Much I Love Her

Murong Chenghan loved the girl's current appearance very much.

He loves her eyes as clear as autumn water, and her reassuring pure smile like the warm sun.

When he thought that Lingling would go to the set later and meet Bai Mojiu, who disturbed him the most, he felt depressed for a while.

"Feng Lingling," Murong Chenghan asked, "Do you love me?"

"Ah?" Xiao Nizi couldn't help being stunned for a moment, not understanding how he could ask herself this well.

He looked at her and asked again very seriously: "Answer me, do you love me?"

Those deep eyes went straight into Feng Lingling's heart, locked her soul firmly, and made her tremble and be addicted to it.

Her heart was beating fast, and she didn't know why he suddenly asked this question, but at this moment, the man's serious expression, harsh and serious question, made her nod without thinking.

"I love you!" She looked at him, these three words were like an oath.

In the dead silence, looking directly at each other, a slight light flashed in Murong Chenghan's deep eyes.

He didn't say another word, as if he was swearing his sovereignty, taking the girl fiercely as his own.

"Always remember, your answer!"

After the man finished speaking in a low voice, the fiery force rushed in suddenly, Feng Lingling frowned in pain and let out a low breath.

Totally forgot about time.

I forgot that she will be filming later.

The two are entangled with each other, and neither will let the other go.

He controlled her and made her his captive.

Feng Lingling felt that the original and most original self was being torn apart by this force, broken into gravel and dust.

Endless joy permeated her limbs like sweet nectar.

Feng Lingling's body trembled involuntarily, and she fell into the man's deep slavery, completely and thoroughly.

All the struggles slipped away from her body without a sound, and she could only be completely passive, very passive and obedient.

When the man's deep and heavy voice sounded and asked the same question again and again, Feng Lingling's brain was completely blank.

She responded unconsciously, speaking with great difficulty.

"I, love you," she said, "forever, far away..."

"Who do you love?" the man asked hoarsely.

"Love...you, ah—"

"No, name!" he ordered. "Say the name."

"Murong Chenghan, I love...Murong Chenghan, forever!"

After the intensity, there was a long silence, a beautiful and peaceful silence.

Feng Lingling closed her eyes, as if bathed in darkness, she felt extremely peaceful and happy.

"How do you feel?" Murong Chenghan whispered, brushing the sweaty hair out of her eyes for her.

"En." Feng Lingling answered unconsciously, slowly opened her eyes, and saw Murong Chenghan smiling at herself.

How nice would it be if this moment could stand still forever?she thought so.

Because of exhaustion, Feng Lingling slowly closed his eyes again, and then he felt the man's warm lips across her eyes and the tip of her nose.

"I love you too," he fondled her lips, "you will never know how much I love you."

His words made Feng Lingling's heart slowly float in the air.

It feels like flying in the white mist, I can't see the distance, but I feel beautiful.

I am willing to be blindfolded and led to go forward, no matter how difficult and dangerous the road ahead is, I am not afraid.

She believed so much, and relied on this man who was holding her hand, she was willing to do anything for it.

(End of this chapter)