Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

"Isn't that clear?"

Nangong Minglu came back to her senses first, smiled sweetly, took Han Xiyan's arm behind her back, and leaned her head on Han Xiyan's shoulder affectionately.

"We're dating! Can't you see it?" Nangong Minglu seemed a little shy but also a little uncontrollably proud, and peeked at Han Xiyan beside him.

Two blushes floated on her cheeks at the right time, proving that what she said was true, she had indeed made a secret promise to Prince Xiyan.

——No wonder Han Xiyan always praises her for her good acting skills, she can fool everyone in the world!

—Even she almost believed it herself!

Nangong Minglu secretly praised himself, but there was a soreness in his chest that he couldn't restrain.

Nangong Minglu worked hard to calm down her mood - don't let him affect any of your emotions anymore...

he doesn't deserve...

He's just a love liar...

——Nangong Minglu repeatedly said this to herself in the bottom of her heart.

... Ling Haotian also believed it!

The veins on his forehead popped up...

His fists are tightly clenched by his side...

His eyes were burning with raging anger, as if the next second, he would rush over to kill someone!

Nangong Minglu held Han Xiyan's arm tightly, and looked at Ling Haotian who was standing opposite her.

——Why is he angry?

What right does he have to be angry?

He doesn't love her!

He was kind to her before, but he was just playing with her!

Is it...

He can't see how happy she is now?

Does it mean that he must be ruined and ruined, hiding at home and never daring to go out again, will he be happy?

Nangong Minglu shivered...

Han Xiyan noticed the subtle movements. He tightened his grip on Nangong Minglu's shoulder, lowered his head and asked in concern, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

The low-pitched private conversation was like the rubbing of ears between lovers, it stimulated Ling Haotian's nerves fiercely!

The fist hanging by his side was clenched even tighter...

The anger that wanted to kill in his eyes slowly disappeared...

Instead, there is a deep-seated disappointment and sadness...

Nangong Minglu snuggled up beside Han Xiyan, watching him quietly.

——What is he disappointed about?

Was he disappointed by his friend's betrayal?

What is he mourning?

He is sad, and she left him, is she still living happily?

The pain of being betrayed by her lover suddenly flooded into her chest again...

Standing on tiptoe, she placed a light kiss on Han Xiyan's cheek like a dragonfly's water...

Han Xiyan's world seems to have stopped at this moment...

He clearly knew that her love for him was just a play on the occasion.

He clearly knew that her love was a beautiful poppy, and the peerless beauty was also peerless poison.

He clearly knew that she was an indispensable air for friends, an air that would be suffocated if a friend lost her, and she would never belong to him...

but.

her light kiss.

Soft kisses.

Fragrant kiss.

At the same time as it reflected on his cheeks, it also took root in his heart, blooming with peerless beauty...

How, how he wished that she was his...

Just let him be selfish this time!

Just let him be selfish this time!

Just at this moment, keep her by his side, pretending that she is his at this moment, even if at the next moment, let him bear the destruction of the world!

……

Nangong Minglu put down her tiptoes, and the moment her feet landed on the ground, her heart sank to the bottom...

What is she doing?

Her eyes quickly passed Ling Haotian's face.

Ling Haotian was watching in pain, with deep pain in his eyes...

She should be happy, shouldn't she?

She took revenge on him severely!

She should be happy!

is not it?

But why, his hurt look made her heart hurt so badly?