Hello, Mr. School Prince

She didn't like such a crowded place. She was about to tell Prince Xi that he would come back after the peak period, and Prince Xi would have taken her to the most luxurious and deserted restaurant.

"Hey, why is there no one here?" It shouldn't be too bad, so no one.

"This is my exclusive restaurant. No one can enter except the few friends I allow. I will greet the doorman and you will come here to eat in the future."

Ling Weifeng blew a whistle, it is good to have privileges.

To open a restaurant alone in the college is not something you can do with money, you must have power.

Xihuang Restaurant is not so much a restaurant as it is a villa dedicated to the rest of the prince Xi.

There are three areas on the first floor. On the left is the lounge area with a luxurious leather sofa, in the middle is the dining area, and on the right is the kitchen.

The chefs here are all chefs invited from all over the world to serve Prince Xi.

As soon as he walked to the rest area, Ling Weifeng saw three people sitting on the sofa, two men and one woman.

The boy sitting on the sofa on the left is tall and straight, sunny and handsome, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes are radiant and affectionate. At first glance, he knows that he is a romantic figure lingering in the flowers.

On the right is sitting a gentleman, he is holding a philosophy book at this time, looking at it seriously, with a gentle smile on his mouth.

And that woman, with her back facing her at this time, can only see a long, supple black hair, half of which is lightly bound by a white lace, and loosely scattered.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the three of them looked over at the same time, and Ling Weifeng could see the girl's appearance clearly.

The skin is like fat, and the delicate features reveal a softness. Looking back and looking forward, there is a faint fairy air, a soft smile at the corners of the mouth, with a kind of affinity.

Beauty, absolute beauty!

In this era of domineering Internet celebrities, this kind of beauty with her own fairy spirit is about to disappear.

Ling Weifeng has always had little resistance to beautiful women, and was about to make a mole. Leng Yu, who was sitting on the left, had already whistled and greeted Ling Weifeng.

"Oh, the little bun has grown up, tsk tsk, this face is so beautiful, I am embarrassed to make fun of you for looking like a bun."

Ling Weifeng turned back to his smiling face of an enchanting sentient being, and said in a light tone, "Tsk tsk, coldly, I didn't expect you to be so awkward before, but now you are a bit like a dog."

Cold, "..."

Fang Jiming, who was sitting on the right, curled his mouth and smiled gently, blending with the elegant atmosphere of his body.

"Xiao Feng, welcome back."

Ling Weifeng raised an eyebrow at him, "Present."

Fang Jiming raised the philosophy book in Yang's hand, "My favorite book is given to you."

Ling Weifeng squinted at him, "Reading so many books, be careful to become a nerd."

Leng Li was the most refreshing, opened his hands, smiled and said, "Come on, brother will give you a big hug as a gift."

Ling Weifeng smiled and cursed and rolled, then walked towards the main seat of the sofa, and sat down directly, still tilting Erlang's legs casually.

Zhou Meige's face changed slightly, Leng Xun and Fang Jiming also froze, and the three of them looked at Prince Xi Gu.

Seeing that the prince Xi Gu's expression remained unchanged, he walked to Ling Weifeng and sat side by side with her, very casual, lazy and extravagant.

"What's the matter?" Ling Weifeng was puzzled when he noticed that everyone's expressions were different, so why did they look at her like this.