Chapter 137 The Most Beautiful Three Words 9
By the time we got back to the apartment, it was already late.

Xia Xiaotian rubbed her belly, her eyes signaled to Huangfu Shenghua that she was hungry...

The dinner for the two of them is usually handled by a special person who comes to the apartment.

But before going to Jeju Island, the prince had already given someone else a vacation.

He came back too suddenly this time, if he went to find a cook halfway, it might not suit Xia Xiaotian's taste.

Just as the prince was thinking about what to do, the doorbell rang downstairs in the apartment.

Huangfu Shenghua's eyes flickered, he didn't need to look to know who was coming.

Except for Feng Yunlie, no one would dare to come to Jingcheng Apartment at this time.

After pressing the release button, after a while, Feng Yunlie, who was sweating profusely, stood in the living room.

After taking out several tissues and tidying up his appearance, Feng Yunlie walked in front of the prince.

With a plop, the stack of magazines he carried fell on the floor of the living room.

Pointing at the pile of magazines, Feng Yunlie's face was full of depression:
"Prince, these are not mine, it's Lian Que, it's him, they're all stuffed in my car!"

Speaking of these magazines, Feng Yunlie felt that he was going crazy with anger.

Before the prince called, he didn't think much about it. He thought it was a fashion magazine, but Xia Xiaotian saw it, which made the prince unhappy.

But after the crown prince hung up the phone, Feng Yunlie became more and more wrong.

There were never any magazines in his car.

Even if there are, at most they are fashion magazines that other people put on hand.

This kind of magazine is very healthy, even if Xia Xiaotian reads it, it will be fine.

The prince can't be so angry.

Thinking back, Feng Yunlie became anxious, and he thought of a possibility.

That's Lian Que!
Last time, that guy drove away in his car, and even claimed that his car broke down!
Thinking of Lian Que, Feng Yunlie couldn't sit still.

He hurriedly drove to the downstairs of Jingcheng Apartment.

Seeing his white Maybach parked there, he opened the trunk and looked, Feng Yunlie almost vomited blood.

That whole stack of magazines of some kind seemed to be a good deed by Lian Que!
"Queue?"

The prince snorted coldly, needless to say, Feng Yunlie had also thought of this possibility.

That man was still dressed very handsomely last time, and wanted to appear in front of Xia Xiaotian, and let him drive him away.

This time... I will give these magazines to Xia Xiaotian.

Is it...
Kicking the pile of magazines in front of Feng Yunlie, the prince's eyes were as cold as he wanted:
"Let Lian Que appear within 10 minutes, otherwise he will never appear again in the future!"

Feng Yunlie nodded heavily, and made a phone call.

After the phone call, Feng Yunlie wanted to say goodbye, it was almost dark and he hadn't eaten yet.

As if he knew what he was thinking, the prince's next words made Feng Yunlie slip and almost fell:
"Didn't eat?"

Feng Yunlie tried his best to nod his head, he didn't eat, he was exhausted and didn't have time to eat yet.

Pointing in the direction of the kitchen, the crown prince frowned slightly:

"Go and cook."

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Feng Yunlie was stunned, cooking?
Shouldn't this be done by servants?
He patted his head fiercely, and Feng Yunlie remembered that the prince had given the servants a holiday before, and they came back too suddenly...

No matter how fast the servant is, he will not be able to come until tomorrow.

After dawdling for a long time, under the sharp gaze of the prince, Feng Yunlie was extremely reluctant, so he went to the kitchen.

He knows how to cook, only the prince knows...
But today, it came in handy.

 Gagen is out~ Good night, cute girls~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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