Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Six

"Ahhhh-"

Seeing that she was about to fall, she was so frightened that she danced and let out a series of ghostly screams.

Prince Xi Gu leaned back with good intentions, stretched out his hand to take it, and they both fell on the bed.

He gave her a back pad again.

"Ouch." Ling Weifeng was dizzy from the fall, and supported her body with both hands.

A pair of big hands suddenly appeared on her waist, and with a little force, she fell down again and slammed into his arms.

Prince Xi Gu looked at her with a smile but not a smile, "I'm so enthusiastic early in the morning, shouldn't I say something too?"

"What do you mean?" she asked a little out of state.

"You are so proactive in throwing your arms around. As a man with a gentleman's demeanor, I naturally have to respond."

Ling Weifeng wanted to hit him, but who took the initiative to give him a hug? Did she fall well? Besides, gentlemanly? Are you sure it's not a joke.

"Do you have such a noble thing as a gentleman?"

He is also gentlemanly, and he gets angry with the eldest young master at every turn. I don't know how many times I have slammed the door. The door is definitely of excellent quality if it is not broken!

Prince Xi's eyes lit up, "You only refute this sentence, do you admit to throwing your arms around?"

Ling Weifeng, "..."

She climbed up a little, pressed him on top, and grabbed his ears to look left and right, "Prince Xi Gu, are you normal? Did you burn out your brain yesterday?"

Yesterday morning, I had a big fight with her angrily, but today I laughed like a stinky cat. I'm sure I didn't burn into a fool.

Prince Xi Gu,...! ! !

His face was gorgeously black.

Ling Weifeng sighed, seeing that he was moody again, she could finally rest assured that her brain was not burned out.

Prince Xi Gu was dumbfounded.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ling Weifeng pulled the quilt and smashed it directly on his head, then quickly glanced at the sheet, it was not dirty.

call--

Take a long breath.

Prince Xi Gu pulled the quilt away, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing, help you wake up." She shrugged, then jumped out of bed, "I'll change clothes."

Then he jumped to open the closet, squatted down, glanced back secretly, and saw Prince Xi Gu leaning on the head of the bed with his hands behind his head, looking at her with a half-smile.

The posture is lazy and casual, but it is casual but seductive.

Ling Weifeng withdrew his gaze, blocked his sight with his body, carefully opened the suitcase, quietly took out the things he needed, and then wrapped it in his school uniform, and then walked to the bathroom with small steps.

"Xiao Feng, it's only after six o'clock, why are you changing your clothes so early?"

Ling Weifeng grimaced at him, then slammed the door shut and locked it.

Prince Xi Gu waited with a smile but not a smile, and after a while, a high-decibel scream came from the bathroom.

"what--"

He plucked out his ears, as expected of a woman's voice, high enough!

Ling Weifeng abruptly opened the door and came out, covering her neck with both hands, her eyes swept across the bed in panic, like a laser light, 360 degrees without dead ends.

Finally, she saw her fake Adam's apple at the head of the bed. In a death-defying attitude, she rushed up to it, grabbed it, and grabbed the quilt with her backhand, wrapping herself tightly.

A series of movements were completed in one go, without the slightest pause, and it was almost unbelievable.

She looked at Prince Xi Gu in horror, her face was blue and white, and she was obviously frightened.

It was already winter, but cold sweat broke out on her forehead and her lips were trembling.

Prince Xi looked at her with a deep gaze.