Hello, Mr. School Prince

Chapter 90: The dead duck has a hard mouth

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After staring at her for a full minute, he suddenly smiled, and his eyes reflected the light of determination.

He has fallen in love with her, even if he rejects her, she can only be his.

It doesn't matter if you can't accept it now, one day, he will make her accept it.

"What are you doing hiding so far? I don't eat people."

Ling Weifeng's eyes were sharp. He doesn't eat people, but his actions are more terrifying than cannibalism.

Prince Xi sighed silently, he really acted too hastily and frightened this little thing.

"Just kidding, I want to kiss but also to kiss women, what kind of kiss are you, a big man?"

call.

Ling Weifeng breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned on the sofa a little tiredly, scaring her to death.

I almost thought that Prince Xi Gu had some special hobbies.

But it's impossible to think about it, he obviously has a girlfriend, and his status absolutely does not allow such a thing to happen.

Gollum—

grunt—

Suddenly, her stomach sang "Empty City Strategies", Ling Weifeng clutched her stomach, and looked at Prince Xi Gu with a little aggrieved expression.

"What to eat."

Ling Weifeng grinned, "Porridge."

"Porridge is not nutritious, you are weak now, you need to replenish."

"My mouth is a bit weak, I want to drink white porridge." She said, smacking her lips, "Xihuang, did you feed me medicine last night? My mouth is astringent."

Prince Xi recalled the two lingering kisses when feeding the medicine last night, her sweetness seemed to still linger between her lips and teeth.

He stared at her small mouth, his mouth was dry for a while, and he quickly looked away.

"Well, I took antipyretics."

"Oh." Ling Weifeng said indifferently.

"Don't you remember anything about last night?"

Ling Weifeng tried hard to think back, then shook his head, he was groggy last night and didn't have much memory.

Prince Xi was a little disappointed, such a beautiful thing was just his own memory.

And I can't say it yet, which is really a little depressing.

He picked up his mobile phone, dialed out the takeaway number, and was about to pull it out when Ling Weifeng's words rang at the right time.

"Why don't you cook porridge?"

"I… "

"You can't even boil porridge, so you want to order takeaway."

The contemptuous eyes of Hong Guoguo greatly stimulated Prince Xi's self-esteem, and he smiled coldly.

"Joke, how could this young master not know such a simple matter."

Ling Weifeng's gaze was clearly disbelieving, why does this tone feel a bit stubborn

Emperor Xi's son Gu was completely stimulated, and Xiong Jiu walked out in high spirits, "Just wait!"

Ling Weifeng jumped off the bed and followed in a hurry. It was the first time she had seen the young master Xihuang cook himself.

Prince Xi looked back at her, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he turned around and walked to her side, and hugged her horizontally.

Princess hug!

"What are you doing!"

With both feet off the ground, his body suddenly flew into the air, Ling Weifeng reflexively hugged his neck, fearing that he would be thrown off.

He put her on the high stool in front of the bar, closed his eyes, "Sit down."

Turn around and go back to the room, take out her slippers, squat down in front of her, lift her feet, and help her put on the shoes.

His big hand grabbed her small and white jade feet, and he stopped suddenly.

Ling Weifeng blushed slightly, shrank her feet unnaturally, but was held tightly by him.

Such an intimate gesture made her very uncomfortable.

"Look at what."

It felt weird to be stared at her feet, and her heart was pounding.

Prince Xi raised his head and looked at her suspiciously, "Why are your feet so small?"