334. Chapter 334 I love you? Is this considered love? 5
Is he kind?
Ning Yazhi, are you out of your mind? How can he be kind? He is basically a devil, right? The more indifferent he is every time, it means she will be in bad luck.
Mu Chengfeng licked his lips lazily: "As for your question last night, it seems that I haven't answered you yet."
Yesterday’s question?
Her eyes were full of doubts. What did she ask him last night? She only remembered the moment when he threw the vase at her and the vase hit her forehead. All her consciousness went away from her. She had no idea what she was doing until she was later
He was driven crazy, and then he didn't know what was thrown at him.
She only remembered that she was scarred and couldn't remember what she said last night.
"I love you." The tone was very calm, but the voice was very charming. His eyes suddenly looked at her with radiance.
I love you.
Love, in Ning Yazhi's mind, is a sacred and wasteful word. Only those who want to love that person wholeheartedly can say that word.
Therefore, she was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had not heard clearly. It turned out that the person suffering from mental disorder was not her, but Mu Chengfeng.
Mu Chengfeng looked at her confused expression, smiled faintly, and repeated: "I love you, Ning Yazhi."
Ning Yazhi's chest filled with unprecedented anger and insult. She wanted to sneer, but she couldn't. She just didn't understand, how on earth was he going to let her go?
He even wants to play with her with love. Does he really think she is so easy to deceive?
What qualifications does a person like him have to talk about love? Does he think that love is like killing someone? If you want to love, you can love, but if you don't want to love, you can't love? Or does he think that once he says he loves, it means he will do whatever he wants to her?
I'm sorry, she really can't bear it.
She said in a very cold voice: "Mr. Mu, is your life too boring? Or have you exhausted your ability to torture people, so do you want to have sex? I'm sorry, our deal is just to let me be yours.
Young woman, I cannot afford your love."
Mu Chengfeng's eyes gradually condensed, and the curve of his lips became as cold as ever.
He smiled faintly: "It turns out that I am so unbearable in your mind that I am not even qualified to talk about love, right?"
Ning Yazhi blurted out without even thinking: "That's right."
There was a sharp look in his eyes, mixed with an unnoticeable hurt. His pride and always-high self-esteem felt hurt for the first time.
The pain was worse than the pain, and I even felt a hand ruthlessly tearing open the wound, and thick and bright blood came out.
But the next moment, he smiled.
Ning Yazhi looked at his smile timidly. To her, it was like a devil's smile.
She knew that her answer had angered him, so she couldn't help but feel desperate to do anything. After all, it was not like she had never seen his terror and cruelty before, so she stubbornly met his venomous gaze.
There are only two kinds in her world, either black or white, love or hate, not even gray.
For Mu Chengfeng, she would only love him.
So his love would only make her feel sick and scared.
Mu Chengfeng's voice continued: "It doesn't matter. From today on, I will love you until you love me."
Love her well?
Ning Yazhi almost had a bad premonition that the love in his mouth would definitely make her covered in bruises.
"I won't love you, absolutely not." The answer was very definite. Was he kind?
Ning Yazhi, are you out of your mind? How can he be kind? He is basically a devil, right? The more indifferent he is every time, it means she will be in bad luck.
Mu Chengfeng licked his lips lazily: "As for your question last night, it seems that I haven't answered you yet."
Yesterday’s question?
Her eyes were full of doubts. What did she ask him last night? She only remembered the moment when he threw the vase at her and the vase hit her forehead. All her consciousness went away from her. She had no idea what she was doing until she was later
He was driven crazy, and then he didn't know what was thrown at him.
She only remembered that she was scarred and couldn't remember what she said last night.
"I love you." The tone was very calm, but the voice was very charming. His eyes suddenly looked at her with radiance.
I love you.
Love, in Ning Yazhi's mind, is a sacred and wasteful word. Only those who want to love that person wholeheartedly can say that word.
Therefore, she was stunned for a moment, thinking that she had not heard clearly. It turned out that the person suffering from mental disorder was not her, but Mu Chengfeng.
Mu Chengfeng looked at her confused expression, smiled faintly, and repeated: "I love you, Ning Yazhi."
Ning Yazhi's chest filled with unprecedented anger and insult. She wanted to sneer, but she couldn't. She just didn't understand, how on earth was he going to let her go?
He even wants to play with her with love. Does he really think she is so easy to deceive?
What qualifications does a person like him have to talk about love? Does he think that love is like killing someone? If you want to love, you can love, but if you don't want to love, you can't love? Or does he think that once he says he loves, it means he will do whatever he wants to her?
I'm sorry, she really can't bear it.
She said in a very cold voice: "Mr. Mu, is your life too boring? Or have you exhausted your ability to torture people, so do you want to have sex? I'm sorry, our deal is just to let me be yours.
Young woman, I cannot afford your love."
Mu Chengfeng's eyes gradually condensed, and the curve of his lips became as cold as ever.
He smiled faintly: "It turns out that I am so unbearable in your mind that I am not even qualified to talk about love, right?"
Ning Yazhi blurted out without even thinking: "That's right."
There was a sharp look in his eyes, mixed with an unnoticeable hurt. His pride and always-high self-esteem felt hurt for the first time.
The pain was worse than the pain, and I even felt a hand ruthlessly tearing open the wound, and thick and bright blood came out.
But the next moment, he smiled.
Ning Yazhi looked at his smile timidly. To her, it was like a devil's smile.
She knew that her answer had angered him, so she couldn't help but feel desperate to do anything. After all, it was not like she had never seen his terror and cruelty before, so she stubbornly met his venomous gaze.
There are only two kinds in her world, either black or white, love or hate, not even gray.
For Mu Chengfeng, she would only love him.
So his love would only make her feel sick and scared.
Mu Chengfeng's voice continued: "It doesn't matter. From today on, I will love you until you love me."
Love her well?
Ning Yazhi almost had a bad premonition that the love in his mouth would definitely make her covered in bruises.
"I won't love you, absolutely not." The answer was very definite.