Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Women in love are the most beautiful.

This sentence also applies to Nangong Minglu who is in love.

Skin like snow, like warm suet jade, there is a faint blush on the cheeks, clear and clean water eyes, dancing with a little bit of bright light, - the light of happiness.

"Ugh!"

Su Huanyan, Nangong Minglu's tablemate and good friend, looked at Nangong Minglu who was sitting opposite her, who was eating deliciously, with anxiety and envy, and sighed.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Minglu looked up and asked her curiously.

Su Huanyan is a big optimist, so it's not easy to hear her wailing and sighing.

"Little Lu! Why are you so lucky? You actually captured the boss of Yinshang High School! Let him have a special liking for you, and he is so devoted to you. I really admire you so much, I have all my heart."

"Is it so serious?" Nangong Minglu smiled, Su Huanyan always spoke a little differently from normal people.

"Of course!" Su Huanyan nodded vigorously, "Ling Haotian! The sole heir of the Ling consortium is sunny and handsome, tall and handsome, with integrity and a sense of responsibility. Most importantly, although he was born to be the favored son of heaven, he never bullies others. There is no bad habit in flirting with flowers and grass!" Su Huanyan snapped her fingers like a treasure.

"Is it so good? Why didn't I know?" Nangong Minglu's smile deepened.

"It's more than that! It's perfect like a god!" Su Huanyan expressed her final conclusion with envious and envious eyes, "Xiao Lu, envy, jealousy and hatred are not enough to describe my mood now! "

Nangong Minglu was just about to tease her, when a gentle voice sounded behind her, "What are you talking about so happily?"

Nangong Minglu turned her head back, Yi Xuanchen had already walked in front of her, gently placed the plate on the dining table, her gestures were as elegant as evening, but for some reason, there was a hint of worry in his usually calm eyes .

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