Hello,Mr.School Prince

Ling Weifeng: come on, little flower!

Bu Zhiya: come on.

Care Yu: come on, look after you.

Tang Fengyang: strive to be the first Chinese to perform white swan at Lincoln performing arts center.

Wang Jiaohua is simply flattered. Today, both the young master Xihuang and the president are concerned about her campaign for white swan, which scares Baobao.

Yin Shunhua and Lenglie also encouraged her one after another. Only Fang Jiming, who wrote and deleted, deleted and typed, did not have the courage to send it out.

Can only repeat in my heart silently, come on.

He knows, she can do it.

Wang Jiaohua feels more and more stressed.

After looking at the time, it's time to take a bath, so I quickly finished the things I wanted to ask.

Wang Jiaohua: Xiao Feng, what about your wedding with master Xihuang? Can you have a pregnancy.

If Ling Weifeng's wedding is held as scheduled, she should arrange the schedule in advance and go back to be her bridesmaid.

Ling Weifeng: it's postponed. I'm afraid of walking now. How dare I hold a wedding.

Wang Jiaohua: then give birth to the child and then do it. Remember to inform me in advance, ha, I want to be a bridesmaid.

Ling Weifeng: Yes, all the bridesmaids in the group are bridesmaids. Ha ha, no one is allowed to give up!

Tang Fengyang has a black face. Can he push it?

He is younger than Gu, the prince of Xi. It's a shame that he went to be the best man for him.

And his identity is not allowed.

This topic seems to be very interesting to all of us, so we all discuss it.

Wang Jiaohua said a few words and went offline.

Fang Jiming is obsessed with turning over the records, taking a screen shot of every word she says and looking back and forth.

In the heart faintly anticipates, Ling Weifeng's wedding, she will come back.

She is the bridesmaid, and he is the best man.

After chatting for nearly half an hour, Ling Weifeng has eaten all the pasta, and there is no sign of vomiting.

Seeing this, Gu, the prince of Xi, was very excited.

But he did not dare to remind her, for fear that once her mind was put on it, she would feel sick again.

So let her chat for half an hour, confiscated the mobile phone, holding her upstairs to sleep.

When he was full, Ling Weifeng was also sleepy. He nestled in Gu Huai, the son of Xi, and soon fell asleep.

However, Gu, the prince of Xi, was not sleepy.

He was thinking about today. She ate twice. Once he washed strawberries and once he made pasta.

Is it possible that

When Ling Weifeng got up the next day, Xi Prince Gu was not in the room.

She sat up with her body propped up a little feebly.

Only half way through, Xi Prince Gu came in with a breakfast in his hand.

Seeing her wake up, he smiles and comes over.

Put down the breakfast, and then take her to the bathroom to wash.

When he came out, he put her on the sofa, "hungry or not?"

Ling Weifeng touched his stomach, "hungry."

But no appetite.

Just when I was in the bathroom, I vomited again. I felt terrible.

Xihuangzi Gu brought the breakfast and took up a bowl of corn porridge. "Come on, eat something first. I've been cooking for a long time to see if it's right or not."

"Did you do it?"

"Yes, you have no appetite. I'll make you something light."

Ling Weifeng tasted it, and Xi Prince Gu watched nervously.

See her swallow, did not vomit, the heart a relaxed.

"Is it delicious?" He's still a little nervous.

Ling Weifeng nodded, "delicious."

He also put a small bag for her, "try this."

Ling Weifeng bit a small bite, stomach a burst of tumultuous, bowed his head to spit into the spittoon.

And even what I just ate vomited out.

Xi Prince Gu Mei heart a twist, quickly help her smooth, and then brought a cup of sour plum juice let her gargle.

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