Chapter 87： Admit to like her

Ling Weifeng was almost astonished now, feeling that someone was pulling at her quilt, she was almost stabbed with a needle, and suddenly raised her head, "No!"

The watchful eyes were sharp as a knife.

Seeing her so uneasy and flustered, Prince Xi dared not move, and hurriedly relaxed, "OK, I won't move, don't be nervous."

Ling Weifeng looked at him warily, his eyes didn't seem to fall on him, but through him, looking into the distance.

Prince Xi Gu felt that he could no longer breathe.

Since she came back, she smiled heartlessly every day, lively and cheerful.

She was so vulnerable when the sun was shining.

Ling Weifeng was a little dazed, feeling that there seemed to be no danger, she just relaxed, and lay down again tiredly, just holding the quilt hand tighter.

Prince Xi Gu did not pull her quilt again, but wiped her face with diluted alcohol over and over again.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and he didn't mean to open the door.

But he didn't want the person who ringed the bell to press it tirelessly as if it were against him on purpose.

Ling Weifeng frowned uncomfortably, apparently being disturbed.

With a fire in his eyes, Prince Xi suddenly stood up and opened the door vigorously.

Seeing that he was finally willing to open the door, Leng Li's eyes lit up, "Emperor Xi, how is the little bun?"

As he spoke, he raised his foot and walked inside. Prince Xi's eyebrows sank, he picked up his collar and threw it out.

"She's fine, you can go."

After speaking, he slammed the door, too strong, and almost ran into a cold nose.

Leng Li was bluffed, and he didn't recover for a long time.

After the reaction came over, he stopped ringing the doorbell, and patted the door directly, "Xi Huang, open the door, what's the matter with Little Bun."

"Open the door, open the door and open the door, you tell me somehow, the little bun is dead or alive."

Leng Yu was already scolding his mother in his heart. Damn, he was so worried in the middle of the night that he hurried over, but he couldn't even enter the door.

When Prince Xi Gu returned to the room, Ling Weifeng seemed to have fallen asleep.

He touched her face, still very hot, wringing up the towel and wiping it over and over again.

"Emperor Xi..."

There was a sound like a mosquito yin, and Prince Xi paused and looked at her closely, "I am here."

Ling Weifeng didn't know if he heard her answer, and muttered to himself, "Are you angry with me..."

"No, I am mad at myself." Angry at himself, falling in love with someone he shouldn't love.

He is even more angry with himself, he doesn't even have the courage to love, only knows to avoid blindly.

"Don't ignore me..."

Her voice was hoarse with a bit of crying, "Are you not hurting me anymore..."

"Woo, I'm so uncomfortable... Don't ignore me..."

"Do you hate me..."

Prince Xi Gu finally realized what it means to cut a heart like a knife.

He touched her face, his eyes showed obsession, "Xiao Feng, I gave up."

He gave up, he compromised.

Three days, from realizing that his feelings for her were only three short days, but he seemed to have passed several centuries.

Indifference is a double-edged knife that stabbed her, so why not hurt himself completely.

God knows how he survived the past three days, the inner suffering, so long, is about to drive him crazy.

That being the case, why torture yourself.

Admit it, he likes her and doesn't want to disobey his heart anymore.

Even if it is a man, it is his Xiao Fengfeng.