Throwing Down Honey Peach: The President's Favorite

He just stared at her obsessively, not making a sound, even breathing carefully, how precious is the tranquility that they can still sit together at this moment. /

Therefore, Li Jueyin just wanted to steal a little more time like this, at least it would give him more courage to face more pain in the future.

After Mo Yiyi finished reading, she closed the book, stretched her waist, stretched her arms and looked up, and when she saw a big man suddenly appearing beside her, she was startled instinctively.

His body was unstable, and he almost fell backwards, his palms resting on the carpet, his face turned gray, and a trembling voice came out of his mouth, "You...why are you here?"

She clearly remembered that she had been reading here alone just now, and didn't he go out?

Li Jueyin wanted to give her a hand, but when he saw her expression like a frightened little white rabbit seeing a man-eating wolf, the hand that was outstretched in the air withdrew bitterly.

Li Jueyin didn't answer, but for other things, he smiled gently and looked at the book in Mo Yiyi's hand, "Resurrection? Do you like this book too?"

"Hmm..." Mo Yiyi secretly moved some distance away from Li Jueyin with small movements, but any small move of hers was noticed by the sharp-eyed Li Jueyin, who looked at her gently. With Mo Yiyi's little action, the bitter and unbearable sourness in Li Jueyin's heart eroded into his heart, the pain was like a mute with Coptis in his mouth, and he couldn't express his suffering.

He sank his face, but still smiled gently, "Liu Daofu made an emotional mistake when he was young. He wanted Luo Wa's clean body, but he didn't give her the promised happiness. For such a man, Momo, how could you What do you think of such a hero?"

"Uh...?" Mo Yiyi was obviously taken aback by Li Jueyin's question. Isn't it strange that he wants to discuss the plot with her?

She held the book in her hand, lowered her eyelids, and answered in a slow tone. She didn't know whether she was Luowa or Luowa was herself. When he saw Luo Wa again, his sinful nature caused her to be imprisoned again. Later, in order to hide the needs of his conscience, he no longer suffered from the condemnation and sin of his conscience. He proposed to marry Luowa, even helped her, and found out the whereabouts of their children... All he did later was just to seek the comfort of his own conscience... and even if the wound in Luowa's heart healed, there would still be A trace that can never be erased can't be erased. So, Luo Wa finally married someone else..."

Mo Yiyi paused, her eyes looked towards the arc of the sun, letting the golden sun shine on her cheeks, her eyes gradually became blurred and golden, like an angel, the words that could be spit out faintly but vividly Like the cruel devil in hell, listening to Li Jueyin's ears, it made his heart feel as desolate and cold as in an ice cellar tens of degrees below zero, "If I were Luowa, I would not be able to forgive Liu Daofu. After I have done such a big harm, I want to ask for forgiveness? Even if I can really forgive, the wound in my heart will always remind myself, so that I cannot get peace and salvation... If it were me, I would definitely Marry another man in front of his eyes, let him see me happy in the arms of another man, never forgive him, let him die in pain all his life."