"What?" Ling Weifeng lost his composure.
Just as he was about to blurt out the words of retort, however, under the gaze of Emperor Xi Gu Binghan, he reluctantly swallowed it back.
She turned sideways with an aggrieved face, her back to him.
Stared at the air for a while, then turned around again, stared at his face, I stared at me stared at me, I vowed to make a hole in your face!
Prince Xi put down the financial book in his hand very calmly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, "I know I'm handsome, but you don't have to be so engrossed in reading it."
Ling Weifeng, "..."
Eldest young master, narcissism is a disease, and it must be cured!
He lay down on his side, propped his head on one hand, and looked back at her with a half-smile.
He reached out his hand suddenly, and raised her chin frivolously, "Have you taken a fancy to this young master's beauty?"
Ling Weifeng,... vomit!
She patted his hand off, "Brother, I'm not bad looking, I might as well like myself if I like you."
"Yeah?"
He bit these two words very ambiguously, then turned over and pressed on her, grabbed her hands and imprisoned them above his head.
Ling Weifeng blinked, "What are you doing?"
"We haven't practiced for two days, come on, practice with me."
"Practice... um..."
She finally remembered that he said earlier that he would practice kissing skills with him, but it really came true!
"Well... let go... let go..."
She struggled to turn her head away, avoiding his kiss.
Prince Xi couldn't control her, looked at her rosy lips, narrowed his eyes slightly.
He broke into a wicked grin and nibbled at her chin, nibbling provocatively.
Ling Weifeng's whole body was trembling lightly, numb and numb, and his whole body was almost softened into a puddle of spring water.
"Practice or not?"
"You let go... let go..."
He suddenly changed direction, his lips followed her cheeks, and kissed her ears all the way. The warm breath penetrated into her ears, and she only felt flushed and her heartbeat was out of order.
He gently licked and bit her earlobe, with a bewitching voice, "Practice, or not?"
Ling Weifeng only felt that even his bones were brittle, and there was a strange feeling in his body, which made people panic, frightened, but fascinated.
His eyes were covered with mist, and he looked at him pitifully, "Emperor Xi... I..."
"What's the matter?" His voice was very gentle, Ling Weifeng felt drunk just listening to him.
"I… "
"What are you, say it."
He looked at the person below him evilly, his skin was slightly pink.
The little thing, pretending to be a seasoned lover on the outside, is so innocent that he doesn't even know his body is reacting.
"I... Kiss me, Emperor Xi, kiss me."
She didn't know what she wanted, she only knew that she wanted him to kiss her, want him to hold her, and even more, but she couldn't figure out what was more.
The corner of Xi Huang Zi Gu's mouth curved even wider, "You said that."
He lowered his head, kissed her lips, conquered the city, dragged her to dance with him, and absorbed the sweetness that belonged to her and also belonged to him.
He let go of her grip, caressed her face, touched her shoulders along her neck, and lingered continuously through the clothes.
Plopping, heartbeat kept accelerating, as if it was going to burst out of his chest, Ling Weifeng's face was flushed, and his breathing was short, as if he couldn't bear the repeated stimulation.
It was so exciting, she had never felt this way before, a strange feeling that seemed to be beyond the limit, but damn it was sinking.
Prince Xi Gu was also moved, and his hand ran down her shoulder, groping down.