Hello, Mr. School Prince

Zhou Meige looked at the prince Xi in a strange way. His maintenance of Ling Weifeng has no lower limit. What is the relationship between them.

What does the love rival that Leng said just now mean, and what else is a fiancee?

Ling Weifeng is obviously a man.

She looked at Fang Jiming, who was dining elegantly, and smiled faintly, "Jiming, what did you just say?"

Ling Weifeng shot over with murderous eyes, and Fang Jiming smiled softly. He didn't dare to mess with this little ancestor.

Fortunately, there is Leng Li, who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and said with a smile, "Mei Ge, I tell you, the Emperor Xi and Xiao Feng are married, haha."

Ling Weifeng picked up a piece of hot chili and stuffed it directly into Leng Li's mouth, "It's so spicy!"

His face flushed with cold choking, so hot that tears came out, desperately looking for water to drink.

Ling Weifeng handed over a glass of wine very kindly. Leng Li was half-spicy at first, and without seeing what was being handed, he raised his head and gurgled and drank it.

The chilli meets the spirits, and it almost didn't breathe fire!

Fang Jiming smiled even more at the corners of his mouth, but he was mild-tempered, and his laughter was just a gentle smile in the eyes of outsiders.

After six years of absence, he thought he would be rusty, but he didn't expect that he would not change at all.

Ling Weifeng is still a living treasure, and Leng Yu is still a hatred.

He smiled at Zhou Meige, "There was a very oolong marriage contract between Emperor Xi and Xiaofeng..."

"Fang Jiming!" Ling Weifeng pounced directly on Fang Jiming, covering his mouth hard.

Prince Xi's face sank, and pulled her off Fang Jiming, "Sit down and eat."

Ling Weifeng picked up a piece of fish and bit it down. At the same time, he gave Fang Jiming a fierce look, and said clearly, if you dare to say, this fish will be your fate!

Fang Jiming continued to chuckle, really dare not say any more.

It was just that the look in his eyes was obviously smiling, and Ling Weifeng's appetite was so angry that he ate three bowls of rice.

In her words, this young master is angry and wants to turn grief and anger into appetite.

The coldness was so spicy that it finally stopped making noise, Ling Weifeng also fell silent, and then began to doze off.

Little by little, almost his entire face was buried in the bowl.

Prince Xi Gu frowned, "Go up to sleep."

As soon as the words were spoken, Zhou Meige raised her head abruptly, almost thinking that she was hearing a hallucination.

They can enter this restaurant on the first floor, but the second floor is definitely a restricted area!

Above is the exclusive lounge of Prince Xi Gu.

Prince Xi Gu's room, even his mother could not enter at will, and now let Ling Weifeng sleep in his bed.

Ling Weifeng got up in a daze. At this time, she was sleeping best in the United States, and she couldn't resist Zhou Gong's temptation.

Prince Gu followed her upstairs, and his face was slightly displeased when she saw that she came up and fell asleep on the bed.

"Don't sleep right after you have eaten, sit for a while."

Where did Ling Weifeng care about him, she was already dizzy now, and even his voice felt floating, and she couldn't hear her clearly.

Prince Xi Gu shook his head, sat on the edge of the bed, gently placed his hand on her belly, trying to help her rub and digest.

But when he didn't want his hand to touch her stomach, Ling Weifeng jumped up like a reflex, almost kicking him out of bed!

She moved two steps back and looked at him warily.

"What are you doing."

Prince Xi Gu did not speak, but looked at her inexplicably.

She seemed to repel him from touching her body, every time she reacted greatly.

It stands to reason that everyone is a man, and occasional physical contact is not an excessive act, it is normal.

If the reaction is too much, there will be ghosts.