"Wine is a good thing. Drink it when you want to drink it. Why bother to share it in the morning and evening? For me, it only has one meaning, which is to indulge yourself freely, enjoy yourself in time, and be indulge in luxury. Only by losing your life, isn't it?"

Bai Ling looked at him in surprise and then burst into laughter.

It is not surprising that he is casual and hedonism like Mo Fei, who likes to indulge in sensuality and sexuality, and drinking is not surprising.

In the United States, didn’t she often see him lying drunk next to her bed?

He might have developed this unhealthy life state a long time ago and was willing to indulge himself.[

Then why should she talk too much?

Mo Fei held the cabinet, drank lazily, and looked at her provocatively: "How? I look down on my attitude towards life?"

His bad tone and unrestrained eyes made Bai Ling stunned.

I always feel like he is starting to target himself again.

Her face looked faint, and she thought for a while and said indifferently: "I dare not, but you know that such a lifestyle will always ruin your health. Sooner or later, you will know that you may not care about your youth now, but if your health collapses in the future, you may regret it."

Mo Fei laughed loudly when he heard this, looking at her mockingly, as if he was looking at some monster.

"Bai Ling, I thought you had thought for so long, what should you say? He actually taught me a lesson like an old lady. This kind of old-fashioned role of a teacher is not suitable for you. It really makes people feel more disgusted when they hear it because there is no real concern in it."

"Whatever you say?"

Bai Ling's face turned red in embarrassment, and her chest was so angry that she was irritated by his bad words.

If she had known that she would not have said such nonsense, she would have cared about him with kindness.

But he used it to ridicule.

Mo Fei glanced at her, curled her smile, and lowered her dark and blurred eyes as dark as night.

My tone became even more indifferent: "What does it matter if your body collapses? Do you care a lot? If you don't care, don't pretend to care about me. I don't need false sympathy. I live freely, indulge in a casual manner, and only seek temporary happiness. Isn't life just for happiness? If you can't find long-term happiness, it's good to be short."

Anyway, grandma is dead, and there is no relative in the world, and she doesn’t love herself. What’s the use of living for a long time?

A brief indulgence in happiness can numb yourself and fill your empty and panicked heart.

This is also good.
Chapter completed!