Priceless Cute Wife:President's 33 Days of Love

Zhao Mo turned and left, his back lonely, step by step away, the shadow on the ground was more and more elongated, the staff behind yelled, "Mr. Zhao, your gift has not been taken..."

Zhao Mo's back is getting farther and farther away.

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From the game of survival in the wild, Gan Quan is so tired that he falls asleep. Li Ziting reads from the soft couch of the imperial concubine in the house.

Ganlu stood at the door, looking out from time to time, walking up and down from time to time, not quiet.

"Who are you waiting for?"

Li Ziting finally couldn't read it. He put down his book and asked.

"Zhao Mo, he hasn't come yet." Ganlu said without any concealment. She was very worried, "do you think Zhao Mo will be in a psychological shadow from now on?"

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

Li Ziting is too dark. He is too dark.

"You'll see him again soon." Li Ziting said lightly.

Smell speech, manna immediately walked back to his side, sat down on the soft couch, "soon? What do you mean, he's gone? "

Zhao Mo left the resort without saying a word?

"If you were him, would you like to stay?" Li Ziting did not answer the rhetorical question.

“……”

Of course, how far is it? How far is it

Ganlu said in silence, Zhao Mo also ran away, he must be very unhappy.

I don't know if it's Zhao Mo's misfortune. A good sunny boy is almost turned into a roaring emperor by Li Ziting

Thinking about it, Ganlu suddenly thought of another thing, and looked at liziting's handsome face in a puzzled way, "did you just say it very quickly? Have you made an appointment with Zhao Mo for the next time? "

He and Zhao Mo have such harmony

It's peaceful without a fight.

"When we were engaged." Li Ziting's dark eyes gazed at her deeply, word by word from his lips, "I will hand write the invitation to him."

When the words fell, a light flashed in Li Ziting's eyes

"..." Ganlu was so frightened that she couldn't help wringing her hands together, "no need..."

It's cruel.

She didn't want Zhao Mo to be cannon fodder again and again.

"He will bless." Li Ziting half leans on the soft couch, black eyes staring at his worried fiancee, deep tunnel.

"Do you want his blessing?"

Ganlu cried exaggeratedly. She immediately sat down on him and put her hands together. "Liziting, please do me a favor. Let him go. He's really just a friend. He came here because he listened to your father's words... Please, please, let him go..."

Let Zhao Mo be played, Zhao Mo is not hurt, she looked at all hurt for him.

“……”

Li Ziting looked at her Buddha like gesture indifferently. There was a shade in his eyes, and his tone was a little displeased. "Am I a devil in your eyes?"

Her expression... It's like he's going to kill Zhao mo.

"No, of course not..." Ganlu immediately said with a smile and waved her hand, "you're a good man, really, you're a good man... There's no devil like you, right?"

"The truth?"

"The truth! Promise the truth Ganlu quickly nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice.

Come on, how dare she say he's not a good man... Not afraid to be killed 12 times?!

Li Ziting's black eyes stared at her, reached for her hand to play, and said in silence for a few seconds, "we'll go home tomorrow and get engaged. Our engagement ceremony may not be too small."