Women disguised as men as school grass

Chapter 789 Young Master Xihuang is Jealous 3
Ling Mengxi walked up to Prince Xi, and smiled sweetly, "Young Master Xi, are you back?"

Tsk tsk, this tone is so familiar.

Prince Xi's face was cold, and there was even a trace of interest.

The coldness emanating from his body showed that he did not welcome the woman in front of him with an admiring expression.

But Ling Mengxi kept winking at Prince Xi Gu as if she had a short-circuited brain.

"Master Xihuang, during your absence, I miss you so much."

puff……

Ling Weifeng was very thankful that he hadn't had anything to drink now.

Otherwise, you can't spray Ling Mengxi all over the face!
You are so shameless!

Not having self-knowledge is definitely Ling Mengxi's virtue.

She was shameless to the extreme.

She smiled coquettishly and looked at Prince Xi affectionately, "Master Xihuang, can you take me home later?"

vomit……

Ling Weifeng didn't want to spray this time, but wanted to vomit.

She looked at Ling Mengxi's face that had been restored to its original shape, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I didn't realize that the second sister was so brainless before.

Why does she think that she is qualified to seduce Emperor Xi's son Gu?
Just with this recovered face?
Will it be a little far-fetched?
Back then, she was still a pure and pure school girl, even Prince Xi looked down on her.

More so now.

The low air pressure on Emperor Xi's body became even lower.

Without saying a word, he pulled Ling Weifeng up and left.

Ling Mengxi was left standing alone in embarrassment.

Facing this kind of woman, he felt that he was losing value even by opening his mouth.

Ling Weifeng was already secretly amused.

She found that she had become bad.

How could she be so happy seeing Prince Xi eating and holding back?

It was hard to get through until the end of the banquet.

Prince Xi, without saying a word, dragged Ling Weifeng away.

It's winter now, the hotel is well heated, but outside, the temperature is very low.

Especially now at night.

Wang Jiaohua stood at the door of the hotel, a gust of cold wind blew, and she flinched.

A suit was draped over her body.

The familiar feeling warmed her heart.

Turning her head, she saw Fang Jiming standing behind her.

And his coat was draped over her body.

Wang Jiaohua's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and the smile on her face deepened.

"Thank you."

She gathered the clothes on her body, and there was his body temperature on them, which made her very relieved.

"Why don't you bring a coat?" Fang Jiming asked with a frown, as if he disapproved of her approach.

It's very cold right now.

Those rich ladies all came wearing coats, and they only took them off when they entered the arena.

"It fell into the manager's car." Wang Jiaohua said with a smile.

His face was a little pale, it was really too cold this day.

"Where do you live now, I will take you back."

"No, my agent will pick me up."

As soon as the words fell, a black BMW stopped in front of him.

Inside the car, a tall, handsome man stepped down.

He held a fox fur coat in his hand.

Just as she was about to walk towards Wang Jiaohua, she found a man standing beside her, and she was wearing a coat.

Meng Xing paused as he was about to move forward, and with sizing eyes, he landed on Fang Jiming.

Fang Jiming also looked back at Meng Xing, but his expression did not change, it was still so gentle.

Seeing Meng Xing coming, Wang Jiaohua unconsciously smiled.

She saw the coat in Meng Xing's hand, it was the one she was wearing when she came.

Grabbing Fang Jiming's suit jacket with both hands, he wanted to return the clothes to him.

(End of this chapter)