Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

How I want to just look at you like this... I feel so happy to have you by my side quietly. /top/ Novel rankings" Nangong Yu lowered his head, pursed his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.

This kind of happiness is only available when she is in a coma... As soon as she wakes up, all the warmth will disappear immediately.

His eyes began to be stained with a kind of bitter smile, and he gradually opened the corners of his mouth, smiling upwards, but the smile was uglier than crying...

In a blink of an eye, Nangong Yu's eyes had changed into a cruel light, looking at Mo Yiyi like this, he seemed to be selfish and let Mo Yiyi fall into a deep sleep forever.

The tears in Nangong Yu's eyes fell out of his eye sockets, slid down his cheeks, and fell on the quilt.

What a bitter first love this is...

From the moment he saw Mo Yiyi for the first time, he had fallen in love with her at first sight, and he had been guarding her silently for ten years, just to wait for her to grow up quickly...

So that when she turned her head, she would find that he had been waiting for her to look back.

However, the result of waiting is that when she grew up, she also looked back, but the person she looked back at was another man. How could such an ending make Nangong Yu feel embarrassed?

"Mo Yiyi, I love you...Mo Yiyi, I love you...I love you...I love you...I really love you...Mo Yiyi, did you hear that?" Holding Mo Yiyi's hand, buried her cheek in

her palm.

Tears on his cheeks have blurred his eyes. Over the past ten years, he has loved with care, humbleness and timidity.

However, such a turbulent love can only be boldly spoken out when she is in a coma.

It wasn't that he wasn't brave enough, it was just that he was afraid. The moment his love was spoken, the friendship ended cruelly.

Therefore, he can only hide the turbulence of his love... So, he dare not take the slightest risk to express his heart...

Not too timid, just because it is too important... Who can understand such a bitter taste?

The next morning, the bright sunlight shone warmly on Mo Yiyi's body through the window glass.

Mo Yiyi wrinkled her sleepy eyes, and felt sore all over her body, and when Mo Yiyi was sober, she licked instantly.

She opened her eyes impatiently, and saw Nangong Yu lying on the edge of her bed, falling asleep.

She took out her numb arm that had been held by him, and held back her mouth, enduring the soreness to keep herself from screaming.

Nangong Yu woke up instinctively after Mo Yiyi moved, and the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was, "Yiyi...do you feel better?"

"It's much better..." Mo Yiyi weakly pulled a smile, her cheeks were pale because of her weakness.

Nangong Yu suddenly approached Mo Yiyi's body, grabbed Mo Yiyi's head with his big hand, and touched her forehead involuntarily.

Mo Yiyi was taken aback by Nangong Yu's sudden fright, her little heart thumped instantly, she thought Nangong Yu was going to kiss her.

Mo Yiyi rolled her big eyeballs shyly, looking at this cheek that was only a tenth of a centimeter away, her breath suddenly became hot.

His cheeks gradually turned red with blood...

"The fever has subsided..." Nangong Yu leaned on Mo Yiyi's forehead nostalgicly, and said softly.

"Oh..." Mo Yiyi swallowed restrainedly, and responded blankly.