Chapter 113

"I heard from Nan... What your brother said." Tang Lingxi sighed secretly. Fortunately, Dongling Beichen didn't cut himself. You know, the old man didn't dare to mention Meng Qingli in front of him.

"Also calculate to be." the North Chen of the East Mausoleum confessed, and then carefully stretched out a finger to probe toward her face.

"What are you doing!"

Tang Lingxi was frightened and turned pale. He quickly leaned back and looked at his slender fingers approaching him. Did he want to kill people?

"Corners of your mouth..." Dongling Beichen smiled, and Tang Lingxi was the real look.

He will be stupid and confused. More importantly, he can realize that she is not so far away.

"What?"

Tang Lingxi blinked incomprehensibly. Dongling Beichen pressed her shoulder. Tang Lingxi was stiff, but he didn't dare to move. He let Dongling Beichen's slender and gentle hand wipe the cream from the corners of his mouth.

Tang Lingxi blushed and immediately prepared to wipe his hands with a paper towel at the head of the bed.

Dongling Beichen also looked at her movements quietly, and didn't feel dirty because of the cream on her fingers.

Tang Lingxi's fingers trembled slightly, as if they were extremely nervous. They were empty several times.

"What's the matter?"

"It's all right!" Tang Lingxi got up again and was ready to hold the paper box in his arms. Unexpectedly, he stepped on the quilt, tripped and fell to the ground.

When Dongling Beichen saw this, his heart suddenly mentioned his throat and immediately got up and hugged her. Tang Lingxi's face was very white. When he opened his eyes, he saw a rare panic on Dongling Beichen's face.

Dongling Beichen was half kneeling on the bed, and Tang Lingxi rushed into his arms. He only felt the silence around him, only the sound of the wind beating the flower branches and window lattice.

Tang Lingxi was slightly stunned. She was a little strange to Dongling Beichen, but she seemed to be much closer than before.

He was not the first emperor with less power, nor the boss who signed a contract with himself. Now he, like an ordinary man, will have other normal expressions on his face because of some things.

Will be nervous, will worry, will be happy, this is a real person.

Tang Lingxi's eyes were misty. He only felt that Beichen of Dongling was so close to himself at this time.

She suddenly stretched out her hand to touch his face without warning. Dongling Beichen just reacted. She was just about to let go of her, but she heard her hurried cry.

"Don't move."

Dongling Beichen was particularly obedient and quiet. He really didn't move. Tang Lingxi's cold fingertips touched his face.

This is a worry and tension that hasn't subsided. It's really rare.

As soon as Tang Lingxi's fingers touched his face, Beichen of Dongling immediately felt that his face was cold and moist, like the first cold snow in winter.

Such coldness made his heart move suddenly, and immediately reached out and grabbed her fingertips.

Tang Lingxi didn't refuse either. He just stared at his eyes for a long time. There were many shadows in the eyes of Dongling Beichen, but he could see his reflection clearly.

"Lingxi, if you like, I can..."

Tang Lingxi suddenly woke up, quickly woke up from the momentary bleary, and pulled out his fingers.

What the hell did she just do?

Seeing her fierce reaction, Dongling Beichen bowed his head and asked, "what's the matter?"

"It's all right." Tang Lingxi found that because the cake cream in his hand had not been wiped off, he wiped it on himself when holding himself. He grabbed the paper towel and wiped it a little bit, very seriously and attentively.

Dongling Beichen looked at her silent action and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Today's two people are always a little strange. There is something wrong with the atmosphere and mood.

But I can't tell where it has changed and whether the result is good or bad.

"Don't you like cakes very much?"

"Yes." Tang Lingxi still wiped the cream on his clothes and replied without raising his head.

"And you've always wanted to find a job..."

Tang Lingxi knew what he wanted to say, but when he poured these words into his ears, he felt very uncomfortable and harsh.

So he's going to open a margarita for himself? So he also wants to have a cake shop and live under his shelter all his life, waiting to be abandoned?

She really wants to MAHLE Gobi!

What she wants is unique. She can't give it or give it to others. She doesn't want it!

Dongling Beichen naturally couldn't understand her possessive desire, but she felt that her silence and coldness seemed to push herself away again.

He, who has always been proud to walk in the clouds, can't adapt to such changes at all.

"What's the matter with you?" Dongling Beichen asked bluntly.

Tang Lingxi doesn't speak. Should he say that he is angry, jealous or crazy?

"I want to send everything..."

"So, whether I want it or not, just give it to me?" Tang Lingxi suddenly looked up, cool and hazy in her eyes. Dongling Beichen didn't know why she wanted to talk to herself like this, and the gentleness on her face gradually cooled down.

She knew it would be like that

Tang Lingxi's heart was a little sour. He was still Beichen of Dongling. He was the emperor's capital and had little power. He had not changed at all.

However, she was a little girl from a single parent family who was ignorant and incompetent since childhood. She couldn't get along with him at all.

Even if we catch it, we still go a different way.

He has a proud identity. Even if he likes himself again, he will not lower his identity to stand with himself.

Just like now, if a sentence or two is wrong, it will immediately return to its previous nobility and coldness.

Such people are lovers... It's really terrible.

She doesn't want it. She doesn't want it.

"Do you think you don't want what I gave you?"

Dongling Beichen's face became more and more gloomy. Tang Lingxi was ready to argue something, but when he thought of the man in front of him, he couldn't resist the truth, but he opened his mouth and stopped talking.

Dongling Beichen bent down and gradually approached: "so, don't you want it?"

Tang Lingxi leaned back. His cold body was a hundred times more desolate than the dark night, which made Tang Lingxi nervous.

It seems that... I really offended him.

But such feelings can't be regarded as feelings at all. Why care so much and care so much? The big deal is to be frozen by him. It should be 100 times better than such torture!

Tang Lingxi bit his lower lip and summoned up the courage to shout at him, "yes, no!"

With that, Tang Lingxi even threw out the box he touched, and the beautifully packaged carton fell to the ground with a slap. The crisp sound startled Tang Lingxi.

This is the little bottle he just sent.

Tang Lingxi kept silent and dared not move any more. He glanced at the bottle. It was intact, which relaxed his heart.

The complexion of Dongling Beichen was very ugly. The temperature of the air seemed to drop to the freezing point. Tang Lingxi felt his hands trembling.

Dongling Beichen looked at him condescending, with a dark look in his eyes.