Chapter 82： Are you angry with me

Han Ling was a little unsure, so she was clearly talking about the Xi prince Gu and Ling Mengxi, why suddenly she switched to Gong Dou Opera.

Ling Weifeng stretched her head over and kissed her on the cheek, "Go to sleep, beauty."

She had just fallen into the water, and now she was still a little bit iced. She curled up in her body. In the darkness, the temperature in her eyes became cold.

The bait has been thrown out, when will the fish catch?

When I got up the next day, Ling Weifeng's head started to feel dizzy and a little painful.

Han Ling felt a little distressed when she saw her slouching appearance, "Son, or don't go back to school today, mom will ask you for leave."

"Mom, you are too fussed. You didn't sleep well last night. I just need to go back to school to make up my sleep. Let's go, beauty."

Since it is only the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday, it will only be held until the next morning and classes will be held in the afternoon.

Ling Weifeng was groggy all afternoon.

Wang Jiaohua was very worried when she saw that her expression was wrong, "Xiao Feng, are you all right."

"It's okay, I didn't sleep well last night, Xiao Huahua, can you go and buy me a bottle of iced drink."

"Okay, you wait."

After a while, Wang Jiaohua came back out of breath, "Here."

Ling Weifeng took the ice water, took a sip, and finally felt better and refreshed.

She pressed the water bottle to her face, and her cold touch made her paste-like head wake up.

After eating after class, Prince Xi Gu took her back to the apartment.

Sitting in the car, Ling Weifeng murmured, "Emperor Xi, are you mad at me?"

"No." His tone was cold, his icy eyes staring straight ahead.

Ling Weifeng bowed his head and twisted his fingers, her little face sullen, "Obviously."

From eating to now, he hasn't said a word to her.

It seems that since the masquerade, he has ignored her, and his attitude has never been colder.

This icy indifference made her very uncomfortable.

Prince Xi Gu did not say anything, but the temperature in the car had almost dropped to freezing point.

Ling Weifeng saw him holding the steering wheel's hand, squeezing it pale, as if she was holding back something, she swallowed, feeling sad.

He doesn't seem to be in a very good mood. In this case, don't take her as a road killer.

Back at the apartment, Ling Weifeng changed his shoes, ran directly to the big bed, rushed over and rolled the quilt twice.

She was exhausted, and she didn't know what it was. She felt very tired and top-heavy.

Prince Xi Gu stood at the door, looking at her heartless look, his face sinking like water.

Slowly clenched his fists, what should he do with her.

"Take a bath and sleep, I'm sleepy." Ling Weifeng got up, walked barefoot to the closet, took the pajamas, and was about to get her underwear. From the corner of her eyes, she caught Prince Xi Gu standing at the door, and she stopped again.

She scratched her ears and turned her head grinningly, "Xi Huang, you didn't recognize me at the mask ball. Remember to make breakfast for a month. Why don't you go buy tomorrow's ingredients."

The surrounding temperature suddenly dropped, and Prince Xi's face became colder and colder, and there seemed to be cold light surging in his black eyes.

She was able to mention the masquerade so unequivocally, that kiss was nothing to her, did it?

Sometimes he really wanted to peel off her chest to see if she had any intentions.

Slowly clenched the fist, then released it, "I can't do it."

"Hey, aren't you trying to shame."

Prince Xi Gu gave her a cold look, then suddenly picked up the car key, "I have something tonight, so I won't be back."

He just slammed the door out.

boom--

The loud closing sound made Ling Weifeng's body tremble suddenly.