Temporarily staying at the president's house: be your listed woman

Chapter 141 Will You Like The Fatty Me?
Mrs. Mo is right, she lives from an angle of looking up at Mo Fei, and she will never be able to look at him at the same level.

He is the president of the Mo family and the legitimate heir.

She is just an ordinary citizen.

He owns countless properties and lives the most luxurious life.

But she has to work hard for a house, and she may not even get it.

His 100 million may not even be enough for one night.

Her 100 million may not be earned in her lifetime...

The distance... She suddenly felt very tired.

Maybe she should be thankful that his mother didn't insult her with the words 'you are greedy for my son's money'.

Taking a deep breath, Qi Xuan approached the villa with a smile so that no one could see the slightest struggle in her heart.

When Mo Fei saw her coming in, he hugged her, "Baby, are you back? What did you buy?"

Qi Xuan wanted to cry all of a sudden, but she smiled sweetly, and even pouted and gave him a look, "Please, don't call me baby, that's what Ren Xianzhi called Yiyi."

Mo Feihu lightly pecked her lips, "That's what a man calls a woman he loves so much."

Qi Xuan pretended to pat her goosebumps, pushed him away, and looked into his eyes.

I don't know if it's because of feelings, or because he turned into a handsome guy again, in short, Qi Xuan found that she was powerless against him.

Looking into his eyes, his eyes can really be expressed with depth, and his good-looking facial features always exude mature charm.

But she witnessed him change from the ugliest side back to the prince.

"Fly." She couldn't help but lift her hand, and gently slid across his face, trying to remember his outline.

"I love you," she said, softly and affectionately.

Mo Fei hugged her tightly, "I love you too."

Well, I love you, and you love me, but they don't have to be together.

Qi Xuan's head rested on his chest, the beating heartbeat echoed in her ears, but it was so hard that it made people very uncomfortable.

She pushed him away again, "I still like you when you had meat."

In that way, he looks very friendly, without the feeling of looking up to him.

When Mo Fei heard her words, he smiled, "Okay, then I'll listen to you and stop exercising?"

"Really?" She looked up at him and realized that even his chin was too good-looking.

Obviously her memory is still stuck in his double chin.

Mo Fei smiled and agreed, with seriousness in his eyes, "Really, it's just that you like me as a fat man?"

(End of this chapter)