Love-hunting CEO Too Strong

He knew that the gambler was not a kind man.

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Out of the window the misty light refracted in.

Light light, empty space, seems to have the taste of lonely silk.

Bai Ling wakes up from her coma. She feels as if she's all over the place. It's so painful that she can't move[

Fortunately, the bed and bedding are extremely soft, carefully wrapped around her injured body.

It makes her feel more comfortable.

If you really want to lie down all the time without opening your eyes and indulge yourself in thinking nothing, then you can have a moment of peace without having to face the troubles of life.

But... She sighed secretly.

Once relaxed, maybe it's more difficult for her to stick to it. She wants to live a quiet life without thinking about anything.

However, the reality of all, she is not allowed to retreat, she also bears too much responsibility and hatred.

You'll never get a life like this.

She frowned, her long and thick eyelashes trembled and slowly opened.

Head still some dizziness, hard to cheer up for a while, the dizziness just fade.

She subconsciously tried to get up, but as soon as the palm pressed the bed, a hot pain came from the palm, which made her cry, and her lips turned white.

She noticed that there was gauze on her palm. Her palm was trampled on the ground last night, and she had been trampled with skin and blood.

Even the finger bones are dull pain.

Pa a light voice, the door was pushed open, Mo Fei frowned and came in from the outside.

He is still wearing last night's dress, only last night's pressed dress, after a night, it becomes crumpled.

His modeling hair, also messy scattered in front of the forehead, slightly has a kind of languid decadent taste.

He is quiet bright to take the eyes of misty deep meaning, at the moment is falling on the body of white Ling, the lip side is taking the radian of not smiling.

Bai Ling couldn't help being stiff, and quickly restrained her frown.

He lowered his head and turned pale.

The palm also stealthily extends to behind[

Mo Fei see her instant look change, in the heart a stab pain, that wipe smile also solidified in the mouth.

He didn't speak and looked at her for a moment.

Then go to the cabinet beside the leisure sofa, habitually take out a bottle of wine, pour into the high foot glass.

Look ironic, do not care about a drink.

Three in a row.