Chapter 90： Dead duck

Staring at her for a full minute, he suddenly curled his lips and smiled, his eyes reflecting the light that he was determined to win.

He fell in love with her, even if he rejected her, she could only belong to him.

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

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

Ling Weifeng's eyes were sharp, he didn't eat people, but his behavior was more terrifying than cannibalism.

The prince Xi Gu silently sighed, he really was too hasty, and frightened this little thing.

"I am teasing you, I am kissing a woman when I kiss. What kind of kiss do you kiss a big man?"

call.

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

I almost thought that Prince Gu had any special hobbies.

But it is impossible to think about it. He obviously has a girlfriend, and his identity absolutely does not allow this to happen.

Guru--

Grumbling--

Suddenly, her belly sang the empty city plan, Ling Weifeng clutched her belly, and looked at Prince Gu with aggrieved expression.

"What to eat."

Ling Weifeng grinned, "White porridge."

"White porridge is not nutritious. You are weak now, and you need to make up for it."

"The mouth is a little weak, I want to drink white porridge." She said, smacking her mouth, "Hui Huang, did you give me medicine last night? Your mouth is astringent."

Prince Xi remembered the two lingering kisses he had given medicine last night, and her sweetness seemed to linger between her lips and teeth.

He stared at her small mouth, his mouth was dry, and he was too busy to look away.

"Well, I took anti-fever medicine."

"Oh." Ling Weifeng said indifferently.

"Don't you remember what happened last night?"

Ling Weifeng tried his best to think about it, and then shook his head. He was dizzy last night and made no impression.

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

And still can't tell, it's a little bit depressed.

He picked up the phone, called the takeaway phone, and was about to pull it out, Ling Weifeng's words rang in due course.

"Why don't you go porridge."

"I……"

"You don't even know how to cook white porridge, you want to order takeaway."

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

"Joke, such a simple thing, how could this young master not be able to."

Ling Weifeng's gaze was obviously unbelievable. How did this tone feel a bit stiff?

The prince Xi Gu was completely irritated, Xiongciao walked out angrily, "You wait!"

Ling Weifeng jumped out of the bed and followed him, Xi Huang, who cooks himself, this is the first time she has seen him.

Prince Xi glanced back at her, his sword eyebrows were slightly twisted, he turned around and walked to her, and hugged her horizontally.

Princess hug!

"What are you doing!"

Both feet were off the ground, and his body suddenly vacated. Ling Weifeng reflexively wrapped his arms around his neck, for fear of falling off.

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

Turned back to the room, took out her slippers, squatted down in front of her, raised her feet, and helped her put on shoes.

His big hands grasped her small white jade feet and suddenly stopped.

Ling Weifeng blushed and shrank his feet unnaturally, but he held it tightly.

Such intimate actions made her very uncomfortable.

"What to look at."

It felt weird to be stared at her feet, and my heart thumped.

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