Beauty president pretty woman

In fact, Fan Ling and Mu Feng didn't really have much jehu, and they only had a few times when they were full. When they met for the first time, what they saw was Mu Feng's bloody first meeting. So cruel.

When she came back with Mufeng, she found that this man had another side, which was completely different from the ghost emperor she knew. She always thought that Mufeng should be a cold man in reality, but who knew it was A typical rogue satyr.

Is he really like this?

Fan Ling will not believe that he is not an absolutely cruel person, he is born as a killer, she can understand what is the reason for this cruelty, he is not a hooligan, maybe men are animals that think about themselves, but Fan Ling But Ling believed that there was another side hidden under the flamboyance, otherwise how could the girls around him follow him so wholeheartedly.

Although Fan Ling understood in her heart, she still felt a little uncomfortable when facing Mu Feng's teasing. This person is really, he always talks like that, and he doesn't know how to pay attention at all. [

Thinking about it, Fan Ling lowered her head, and the blush on her face deepened. It's not that she hasn't had sex with men since she was a child, but that kind of sex is always unemotional. She suddenly felt so overwhelmed. a feeling of.

Looking at Fan Ling's shyness, Mu Feng felt complacent. He never denied that he was a womanizer. He had an impulse when he saw a beautiful woman, but the experience during this period made him understand a lot. He likes a woman not only Because of that beautiful body, Fan Ling is not a person who only has a body.

The first time Mufeng let her go, it was because she saved Wang Luoshan in a critical moment, and found that she had embarked on the path of yyng with him. The second time he met, he brought her back because he didn't want to see such a miserable person. It was a kind of luck for him to meet Mo Ao, but Fan Ling didn't have such luck, so he came to act as this kind of luck.

"Lingling"

"Let go of me, I told you before, I'm not the kind of woman you imagined, if you help me because you value my beauty, I'd rather go back and fend for myself." Rather stubborn, even if she has a little throbbing with Mu Feng, she is unwilling to accept a woman who is treated as a plaything.

Mu Feng let go of her, then pulled her over, and put his hands on her shoulders, without the teasing intention just now, he pursed his lips and looked at her tenderly, "In your eyes, what kind of woman do you think I think of you?" ?”

"I..." This sentence stopped Fan Ling suddenly.

Shrugging his shoulders, Mu Feng said, "That's right, I admit that I'm a bit of a jerk when it comes to treating women. In your eyes, I might be a bastard. Any woman would mind this, but I can't give up on any of them. Maybe it’s called liking, but now it should be called love.”

"Everyone's definition of love is different. Maybe it's absurd for me to do so in the eyes of others, but I am me, this is me, I will not deliberately change myself, once I deliberately change, then it is not me gone."

"I can't guarantee that my women will be the happiest people in the world, but I can try my best to love them."

After a pause, Mu Feng's hand on Fan Ling's shoulder slowly moved upwards, and finally held her cheek. Seeing Mu Feng approaching slowly, Fan Ling's heart beat wildly, what did he want to do? , How could he treat me like this, no, no.

However, thinking this way in her heart, she struggled with her consciousness, but Fan Ling's body didn't react at all. It wasn't until the wooden wind mouth was imprinted on her forehead that she came back to her senses, "You...you...what are you doing."

Kissing the forehead, Mu Feng rolled his eyes slightly, "Lingling, do you know why I didn't kill you the first time, but brought you back the second time?"

"Why?" Fan Ling was curious and apprehensive, this guy wouldn't have made up his mind from the first time.

"Because you start to think about the right and wrong of a killer. You are no longer a killing machine of a killer organization. You start to have your own thoughts. This is a good thing and a bad thing." Mu Feng sighed, "Okay, because you live Come here, you are not a machine but a person, bad, because you will die sooner or later, I walked the same road as you, I don't want to see you step on this road."

Fan Ling stared blankly at Mu Feng, she hadn't thought about this problem, she came to Huaxia with Scar Nine because of Jiu Qiang's death, she didn't expect that Scar would kidnap a woman, at that time He didn't agree very much, and he couldn't object very much. Finally, when Lao Qi was aiming at messing with Wang Luoshan, he finally made the decision to let her go.

Mu Feng thought of more just because of that action, which made Fan Ling feel stunned, but it is undeniable that what he said is true.

"At the time I was hunted down by the people of the organization, I was almost desperate, but at that time I met the most respected person in my life, he saved me, he made me get more, he is the noble person who was hit, Now that you face the same fate, let me fill that role."

With a faint smile, Mu Feng reached out and raised Fan Ling's chin, "Of course, I am a man, a man who likes beautiful women, and you are a beautiful woman, I am not hypocritical to say that I have no feelings for you, understand? "[

Fan Ling's whole body was stiff, she didn't know what to say, she wanted to escape but couldn't muster the strength, looking at Mu Feng's tender eyes, her heartbeat accelerated further, and she looked away in a panic.

Mu Feng let go of one hand, wrapped it around Fan Ling's slender waist, tried twice and still touched her, hugging her and sticking it to his chest, "Lingling, let me take care of you?"

"I am the wind, I..." Fan Ling has already started talking coherently. This is the first confession she has encountered in her life, and it is also the first time she has such a close jehu with a man. She doesn't know how to deal with it. Seeing Mu Feng's earnestness and listening to his affectionate words, nothing in her heart was fake.

But, is it really possible?

Can she have love?

She hadn't thought about this question, let alone dared to think about it, but now it was really in front of her. Contradictions and apprehensions, expectations and complications filled her heart at this moment.

"Not only will I not let others hurt you, but I will love you with my heart. Maybe it's because we have the same life, but this is not important anymore. The important thing is that I will do this, and you must promise me." The tone of the wind became tough.

Fan Ling pouted, "You are so domineering, I didn't promise you."

"Hehehe, you can't do it if you don't agree."

"You have never seen such a dead-faced person like you."

"That's the kind of person I am." Mu Feng smiled triumphantly, and slowly moved his head closer, this time the target was not the forehead, but the delicate lips.