The personal master of the female president

She hated Lin Feng, and hated herself even more.

Hate myself if this didn't happen, how good would it be?

If everything has no beginning, there is no such ending.

However, it was too late.

I thought we would never see each other in this lifetime, but fate made Lin Feng appear here.

She thought she would hate him very much, but found that she couldn't feel much hatred for him.

She even, even the heart to kill him is gradually disappearing.

But what can she do?
Lin Feng's approaching and probing again and again made Dong Yanran very uncomfortable and complicated.

What should she do?
She couldn't hate Lin Feng, but she couldn't love Lin Feng even more.

Don't dare to love, and can't love again.

That's her father-killing enemy, bloody hatred.

Closing her eyes, Dong Yanran could still see the scene of her father and brother being killed by Lin Feng in Dong Yanran's mind.

How can she love?
How dare she love?
How much she wished that Lin Feng would be more ruthless, that he would be more ruthless.

But why didn't he?
Love and hate, but love and hate come back.

Lin Feng hugged Dong Yanran tightly, regardless of the pain in his body and everything else.

At this moment, he just wanted to hold her tightly.

As if it was a spiritual communication, Lin Feng could feel the pain in her heart and her desperate look.

Lin Feng didn't know what happened before, what kind of things she went through.

It doesn't matter whether it has anything to do with me or not.

But from now on, from this moment on.

He didn't want to let this woman down again.

……

Time seems to pass away inadvertently in the flowing water.

Any hatred, any grievances, will slowly fade and disappear with the passage of time.

The relationship between Lin Feng and Hongchen also changed inadvertently.

From the indifference at the beginning, to the softening of the face later, and to everything after that, there is a subtle change.

Hong Chen tried his best to alienate Lin Feng deliberately, but in Lin Feng's view, all this was futile.

In fact it is.

From that time on, after Lin Feng made up his mind, he never took Dong Yanran's alienation and indifference seriously again.

He approached Dong Yanran time and time again, greeted Dong Yanran with care, loved and cared for her, and made a fool of herself...the world is invincible.

No matter what expression Dong Yanran gave him, no matter how indifferent Dong Yanran responded.

Lin Feng was relentless and didn't care at all.

When dealing with girls, you have to be stubborn and stand the test of time.

Every time Dong Yanran's indifference was broken by Lin Feng's sternness and meticulous care.

In short, even Qingshuang and Miaoyin in the nunnery looked at Lin Feng with contempt... Are all men in the world so shameless?

Sometimes shameless makes them feel ashamed.

However, Lin Feng is still the same, no one can change his thoughts and behaviors.

Mrs. Jingyuan didn't say anything, just looked at Lin Feng and Hongchen, and seemed to be thinking about some long-term memories in her mind.

It's really a long memory...

As for everything in the past, Lin Feng never thought about restoring any memory.

For him, everything is fine now.

The most important thing now is how to open Hongchen's heart.

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The days are still pushing forward like flowing water.

The weather is getting cooler and the seasons are changing. In a blink of an eye, this nunnery, which seems to be a paradise, ushered in the first early snow in winter.

And Lin Feng has also stayed here for half a year.

"Wow, it's snowing!"

Early in the morning, Miaoyin opened the door and saw the snow in the yard, and shouted excitedly.

Lin Feng also slowly opened the door and walked out, looking around: "Wow, is it really snowing?"

"Ha ha!"

Miaoyin had already dressed and ran to the corner to play in the snow.

Looking at the white snow all over the sky, Lin Feng had many thoughts for a while.

Qingshuang appeared next to Lin Feng at some point, and said with a light smile, "Time flies, I remember it was still summer, and suddenly it was winter."

Lin Feng couldn't help sighing: "Yes, in the blink of an eye, I've lived here for almost half a year."

"You know it too." Qingshuang glared at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng seemed to have thought of something, and sighed, "It's just a pity that Hongchen hasn't been taken down yet."

Qingshuang said with contempt: "Can't you be a little bit promising?"

"Can you help me find a wife?" Lin Feng asked back.

Qingshuang: "..."

In terms of bickering, she is really not Lin Feng's opponent.

Among other things, in terms of lip service, all the people in their yard are no match for Lin Feng.

Don't know where this guy learned all this shit.

At this time, another door opened, and Hong Chen also walked out of the room.

Seeing Hongchen, Lin Feng's eyeballs lit up, and he hurriedly walked up to him; "Hongchen, are you hungry? Is it cold? It's snowing, you need to wear more clothes!"

Qingshuang: "..."

After a long time, Qingshuang couldn't help but scolded: "Forget righteousness because of color!"

Hong Chen glanced at Lin Feng, but said nothing.

In the past six months, she has been like this most of the time.

When it comes to Lin Feng's intimacy, she is neither cold nor indifferent.

Perhaps, even she herself didn't know why she did it.

Hong Chen quietly looked at the snow in the yard, and the small snowflakes fluttering in the sky, feeling a little dazed.

"Xiong, come and build a snowman with me." Miaoyin waved to Lin Feng in the yard.

"Wait, here we come!" Lin Feng talked to Hong Chen for a while, and then ran into the yard.

Glancing at Miaoyin, she said, "Snowmen are not made like this. Come and see mine."

Two guys, one big and one small, started to make a fuss in the yard.

Qingshuang came to Hongchen's side, pouted and said, "Junior Sister, look, this guy is really ungrateful, you must not be fooled by this guy."

Hong Chen smiled lightly, looking at Lin Feng in the yard, wondering what he was thinking.

It seemed that there was nothing, but many memories jumped out by themselves.

……

In the snowy day of last year, the young man who fought against Sword God Peak on Taihang Mountain.

On the way back to Beijing that year, fleeing for thousands of miles, there were two trembling figures deep in the mountains keeping each other warm.

It was still on the moat that year, the young man whispered.

In that grand gathering in the capital, in order to save her, he fought alone against the young man who was the Seven Masters of the Immortal Sword and the grand master.

The young man who knew he couldn't beat him, but still fought against the legendary Sword God.

……

The scenes of these scenes jumped out abruptly by themselves, lingering in my mind.

Hongchen sighed deeply, that winter was an unforgettable winter.

It's just a pity that everything has changed.

"Junior Sister, why are you sighing?" Qingshuang looked at Hongchen strangely.

Hong Chen shook his head lightly, but his eyes shifted to the two people in the yard.

In the yard, the old and the young were still working hard to build snowmen.

When Lin Feng started to do it, Miaoyin was helping at the side. She said she was helping, but in fact she was doing more harm than good.

"Oh, the head is not like this, it needs to be rounder...it's not right for you, and the hands are not like this, it should be like this...without legs, it would be ugly to have legs...Oh, you'd better stop moving, let me Come……"

Miaoyin stood beside her, staring at Lin Feng angrily.

Deceiving too much!

Lin Feng didn't care about the anger on the face of the little nun behind him, and concentrated on building a snowman.

Finally, Lin Feng waved his hand, "It's done!"

A snowman is built.

Miaoyin was still sulking at first, but when she saw the snowman, she immediately opened her eyes wide.

"Wow, what a delicate snowman." Miaoyin couldn't help but ran up and looked at the snowman.

Shouted by Miaoyin, Qingshuang also ran over.When I saw the snowman, I was also amazed.

I have to say that Lin Feng's skill in making snowmen is really good.

"How do you know how to make a snowman?" Qingshuang couldn't help asking.

Lin Feng said triumphantly: "That's right, I have been stacking frequently since I was a child. At that time, a large group of people competed with me, but they were not as good as I stacked every time..."

At this time, it seemed that many memories flashed through Lin Feng's mind.

He wanted to catch, but couldn't catch anything.

When I was young, I made snowmen, friends...

These memories flashed through Lin Feng's mind, but he didn't grasp anything.

Both Qingshuang and Miaoyin lamented that this snowman is very good.

Suddenly, Qingshuang seemed to have seen something: "Huh? Does this snowman look familiar?"

"Of course." Lin Feng said triumphantly; "This is the world of mortals."

Qingshuang took a closer look, this is not it, this is really similar to Hong Chen.

Qingshuang raised her head to look at Lin Feng, she didn't die of anger.

Lin Feng, that bastard, did not know when he appeared in front of Hong Chen, and looked at Hong Chen with a face full of credit: "Look, how is my stack?"

"This bastard, has nothing else to do but pick up girls?"

Qingshuang was outraged, grabbed a piece of snow on the ground, kneaded it into a ball, and threw it towards Lin Feng's head.

Lin Feng, who was still asking for credit from Hong Chen, lowered his head habitually, so Xueqiu went directly towards Hong Chen.

Hong Chen stretched out her hand at that moment, blocking the snowball's flight, and the snowball exploded in her hand and scattered.

Qingshuang had an innocent expression on her face at the time: "I didn't do it on purpose... I was going to hit him."

Lin Feng said angrily: "Are you attacking?"

With that said, Lin Feng picked up a snowball from the ground and threw it towards Qingshuang.

The snowball exploded on Qingshuang's face, and Qingshuang was not pissed off at the time: "How dare you embarrass me? My old lady fought with you today!"

After speaking, Qingshuang started to grab the snowballs on the ground and attack Lin Feng.

Soon, Miao Yin also joined the battlefield, and the two attacked Lin Feng together.

However, no matter how they attacked, Lin Feng could always dodge, and then Lin Feng's snowball hit them accurately.

It's not painful, but it's really uncomfortable.

"Don't move!" Qingshuang said angrily.

"Why don't you move?"

"Too much deceit!" Qingshuang looked at Hongchen aggrievedly: "Junior Sister, come and judge."

Hongchen kept silent, as if he had nothing to do with me.

"I'm so mad, don't move, let me smash one." Qingshuang left violently.

"Don't even think about it!" Lin Feng didn't even give him a chance.

At this time, Hong Chen, who was originally aloof from the matter, was suddenly attacked by a snowball.

A snowball landed steadily on her head, scattering snowflakes.

"Who hit me?"

Hong Chen turned around and saw Lin Feng looking at her with a smirk on his face.

Hongchen was furious at the time, joined Qingshuang and Miaoyin's lineup, and began to encircle and attack Lin Feng.

With the addition of Hong Chen, the battle began to be one-sided.

Lin Feng fled in despair, lost.

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