Ling Xiaohan saw the annoying person walking away. With a wave of his long sleeves, the cold wind blew, the door creaked and closed automatically. Then he raised his foot and walked towards the villain who was a few steps ahead.
"Little guy, don't be so affectionate!" His cold eyebrows relaxed, and he instantly changed into a bohemian smile. He wanted to hold the villain's hand, but she opened it with one hand.
Nan Liyou raised his chin arrogantly and said indifferently: "Compared to my love, the prince's beauty is even better! That beauty is a bit more beautiful than Nan Haoxue and Nan Linglong. Why is Your Highness still slapped?
Here, the beauty is waiting for you downstairs!"
As soon as these words came out, the two of them were stunned at the same time, and the sourness between the sentences was so strong.
Nan Liyou's eyebrows frowned, and he was secretly shocked. How could she say such sour words?
She wanted to go out, but just took the first step, but Ling Xiaohan held his arm in his arms, his eyes darkened, and he smiled suddenly: "Is the little guy jealous?"
Nan Liyou pushed him away with a palm, took a few steps back, and looked at him coldly: "You are not your turn to make me jealous!"
After hearing this, Ling Xiaohan disagreed and looked at the cold frosty expression on her face. No matter how she looked, she was jealous.
However, he knew the little thing's temper, and as long as she let her go, nothing would happen.
He smiled and raised his eyes, looking at her tenderly: "Okay, whatever the little thing says is what you want."
He walked towards the table, sat down without hesitation, pointed to the seat next to him, and smiled, "Come here to talk, I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you come to Lingtian?"
Nan Liyou wanted to refuse, but suddenly he thought that he still had something important to do.
After all, Lingtian Kingdom is a big country. In this strange country, it is really difficult to find a place where the heart burns, without a certain connection.
Nan Liyou bit his lip and walked to the table and sat down.
Grab the pot of cold tea on the table, pour it into the teacup, and hold it up.
Ling Xiaohan grabbed the teacup in her hand with one hand, and there was a hint of doting between her indifferent eyebrows. He blamed her for a brief reproach: "It is not good for your health if you drink it coldly. Look at you, these days must be very hard!"
Nan Liyou's hands trembled, and his face was a little unnatural.
This is the first time that someone cares about themselves so much.
Ling Xiaohan saw her holding her long eyelashes and making no sounds. He felt that he protected her in his heart and could not bear to suffer any suffering.
He raised his palms, closed them tightly and wrapped them around the cold teacup.
After a while, a hot mist actually rose on the water surface of the teacup.
Ling Xiaohan handed her the cup: "Drink it!"
Nan Liyou looked at him in surprise, looking incredible.
The dignified Prince of Ling Tian actually used the fighting spirit to heat the tea, just for the saying "Drinking it cold is not good for your health."
Nan Liyou felt a lot of feelings in his heart for a moment. He took the teacup he handed over and his eyes fell aside with embarrassment.
The warm feeling of heat spreads out from the palm of her hand and flows into her heart...
"Little guy, tell me what happened these days, why did you come here? Tell me all, don't hide anything! You don't need it to me, what you want is to open your heart. Anything happens, there is
I will carry it for you!" Ling Xiaohan looked at her with heartache, and his big hand couldn't help but stroke the little face.
She has become dark and thin, but she looks mature and deeper...
Nan Liyou looked at him deeply, his eyes were shimmering and shiny, "Thank you for your concern, I will find a way for my business!"