Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Nangong Minglu stared blankly, it was——Han Xiyan!

He was looking at her distressedly, holding a pink thing in his hand.

Han Xiyan gently lifted her up, let her sit on his body, and covered her face with the pink thing in his hand.

Nangong Minglu felt that his face gradually became cold, and the slapped place gradually became less painful.

"It's ice cubes, apply a cold compress, and the swelling should subside tomorrow." Han Xiyan explained softly in Nangong Minglu's ear.

"Yan! Thank you!" Nangong Minglu's heart warmed, and she snuggled closer into Han Xiyan's arms.

"Stupid girl, still say thank you? You were beaten, but I can't do anything..." Han Xiyan said apologetically.

When he came back from the company, Xiao Yao told him what happened in the hospital today.

Nangong Minglu was beaten by Ling Chengfeng, he was anxious and distressed, but that person was Ling Haotian's father, he couldn't do anything except find a piece of ice for her to relieve her pain.

"I'm sorry, Xiaolu, I don't know why I am so incompetent, why do I keep hurting you?" Han Xiyan said guiltily.

"Fool!" Nangong Minglu nestled in Han Xiyan's arms, her voice was sweet and warm, "I have long legs, and I run around every day, and you can still follow me 24 hours a day. Maybe I stumbled while walking?" , do you want to blame yourself too?"

"But I just want to follow you 24 hours a day, protect you, love you, and prevent you from being hurt in the slightest..."

He whispered in her ear.

His gentle words, like the gentle ripples on the surface of the lake, slapped her slap gently, and her heart softened when she heard it.

She couldn't help but look up at him stupidly.

In the past, he was like the most distant shining star in the dark night, cold and bright, but out of reach.

But now he is still a shining star in the eyes of others, but beside her is a bonfire that warms her.

Nangong Minglu couldn't help stretching out his hand to hook his neck, raised his head, and murmured, "Yan! You will treat me like this for the rest of your life, won't you?"

She whispered softly and lightly like a dream, and her dark eyes were misty and drunk, making Han Xiyan almost suffocate.

He hugged her tightly, and rubbed his cheeks vigorously on her hair, "Yes! I will love Xiaolu all my life, and only Xiaolu..."

His voice was inexplicably hoarse, and it was strangely attractive to Nangong Minglu's ears.

Suddenly he lowered his head and kissed her cheek lightly.

She was slightly startled, but did not struggle, and gently closed her eyes as if confused.

Her bright red lips, crystal clear cheeks, and slender eyelashes all deeply attracted Han Xiyan. Han Xiyan pecked her delicate cheeks one after another, feeling as if a fire was burning in his body, and his thin lips went all the way down to find her. lip……__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

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