Leng Ai Princess VS Fengyun Fourth Prince

Nangong Minglu returned home in a daze, her mood dropped to the lowest point.

She went upstairs in a daze, wanting to go back to the bedroom to have a rest first, but when she was on the last step on the second floor, she suddenly saw Han Xiyan coming out of his previous bedroom and walking towards her.

Nangong Minglu's heart trembled.

Why is Han Xiyan back?

When did he come back?

What is he coming back for?

She was thinking in a panic, but she didn't notice that there was still a step that she hadn't stepped up. She tripped over the last step and fell hard to the ground.

She instinctively used her hands to grab something that could support her body, but she didn't expect that what she grabbed was actually Han Xiyan's skirt who ran over to help her.

Han Xiyan was dragged to the ground by the inertia when Nangong Minglu fell to the ground. Han Xiyan landed on the back of his head, and Nangong Minglu fell on top of him.

That's all.

Coincidentally, Nangong Minglu's lips just covered Han Xiyan's.

His lips were cool and soft, with a faint fragrance of mint.

For a moment, Nangong Minglu's mind went blank.

Han Xiyan only felt Nangong Minglu's soft body fall into his arms, and then her fragrant pink lips pressed against his lips.

Nangong Minglu was the first to recover, tilted her head to avoid Han Xiyan's lips, and then tried to push Han Xiyan away with both hands.

However, he hugged her very tightly, as if she was his whole life, but such a tight hug was so gentle that it broke one's heart...

Nangong Minglu suddenly remembered Xu Muyang's words.

——Of course Han Xiyan likes you, and it goes deep into his bones, love surpasses his life!Otherwise, why would he risk his life to save you from under the wheel?

Han Xiyan likes her?

Aren't you belittling her?

but--

but--

That doesn't work either!

Nangong Minglu forcefully pulled away Han Xiyan's hands that were tightly around her waist, and got up from the ground with hands and feet, her face was already blushing.

Only then did Han Xiyan recover from his confusion, and looked at her helplessly, with a timid expression, like a child who has made a mistake.

Nangong Minglu wanted to say something, but couldn't think of anything, she turned around and ran towards her bedroom in shame, but for some reason, she staggered and fell to the ground again.

"Be careful—" Han Xiyan reminded her nervously.

Nangong Minglu closed her eyes in fright.

——It's over, this time it's too embarrassing, I must have a black nose and a swollen face.

Who knows, what she fell into again was still a warm and soft embrace.

Nangong Minglu opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Han Xiyan's painful expression.

He caught her the moment she fell to the ground, she was not thrown, but he fell hard to the ground.

But he didn't cry out. Instead, he looked at her nervously and asked, "Did you fall somewhere? Did it hurt?"

His eyes are full of care, love, and love, and there is no shadow of dislike, loathing, or hatred in his eyes!

What exactly happened here?

Nangong Minglu's eyes gradually became moist.

"Did it hurt from the fall?" Han Xiyan became even more nervous. He gently helped her up from the ground, and began to check where she was injured. His clear eyes were full of distress and pity.

Nangong Minglu brushed off his hand that was checking whether he was injured, and asked him with tears in his eyes: "Why? Why did you suddenly become so nice to me? What the hell are you planning?"