Prince Allure: Marry a Black-bellied Little Xianggong

Chapter 31 [Qian Qian Shang] Do you like me?

Feng Qianxia was pleasantly surprised, "Isn't that the same as the Chinese Dragon Boat Festival? Thinking about it is pretty good, I'm going tomorrow!"

As for the prince, let's talk about it later.

"China?" Dugu Shang caught an unfamiliar word and asked subconsciously.

Feng Qianxia came back to her senses, and replied very calmly: "It's a place in my dream."

Since it is a dream, how can outsiders explore it?
Dugu Shang didn't ask any more questions.

After returning to the so-called new house at night, Feng Qianxia felt a little awkward and weird. Could it be, do they have to sleep in the same room?

Although the two little kids were sleeping under the quilt, Feng Qianxia couldn't calm down her frantic heart.

There's no way, she debuted early in her previous life, and she didn't catch up with the good time to fall in love. Apart from confronting the actors in the play, in real life, she didn't even hold hands with men, let alone lie down together.

So, after the two of them lay down like the night before, Feng Qianxia was tossing and turning restlessly.

In modern nightlife, you just spend time on the computer every day, so it's impossible to go to bed early.

Like now, it's only after eight o'clock, she can't sleep, she can't sleep, not to mention there is a handsome guy lying next to her, and the younger Mrs. Zheng looks more and more cute.

In two years, he must be the best in the world.

She suddenly felt that Feng Qianxia had done one thing right, marrying Mrs. Xiaozheng, it was really good.

Qian Xia turned her body to the side and looked at him quietly, Xiao Zheng was lying down quite well, but her eyes were actually open, she didn't know what she was thinking.

She felt that she wanted to know his inner world.

"Little Zheng, let's chat."

Dugu Shang glanced at her sideways, then turned away to look at the gauze on her head, as if that ethereal thing was prettier than Feng Qianxia's face.

But for her words, he answered, as always, concisely.

"it is good."

Little Zhengtai, can you stop cherishing words like gold?
Feng Qianxia continued to stare at him, expressing dissatisfaction, helplessness, he was just so dull.

She moved closer to him again, and asked gossipingly, "Little Zheng, do you like me?"

It was originally a joke, but I felt a little nervous when I asked it out. Facing her cute and normal type, she still hoped that his answer would be yes.

(End of this chapter)