The friction caused by Ling Wu's movement made Ouyang Xi's eyes narrow slightly, and he cursed with some gritted teeth: "You damn woman"
His voice had become a little hoarse and his eyes had a hint of desire.
Ling Wu looked into Ouyang Xi's deep eyes and smiled sweetly: "I'm really curious about something. It's been almost three months and I still can't figure it out."
"What's up?"
Ouyang Xi picked up Ling Wu's hair with her fingers and wrapped them around her fingers. He casually said something to Ling Wu. His thoughts were on Ling Wu's smiling face and on her lips as she spoke.
But it will definitely no longer concern what Ling Wu said.
But what Ling Wu said next made Ouyang Xi's fingers playing with her hair freeze in mid-air.
"That's why Nangong Xuan took over our affairs at the Fifth Prince's Mansion." Ling Wu glanced sideways at Ouyang Xi, and she noticed his somewhat stiff expression.
"Really?" Ouyang Xi smiled reluctantly: "How do I know?"
"Xi, are you sure you don't know?" Ling Wu raised her eyebrows: "But why did Nangong Xuan say..."
When she said this, she stretched out her fingers and slid them on Ouyang Xi's chest with a half-smile.
Ouyang Xi suddenly felt embarrassed on his face and forced a smile: "Yes, I asked him to pick you up there, and I also asked him to take you away."
"Oh!" Lingwu nodded, stretched out her arms around Ouyang Xi's neck, and said softly: "Do you still want to entrust me as your concubine to him?"
Ouyang Xi suddenly stopped talking.
The reason he didn't speak was that Ling Wu was right. He did plan to entrust Ling Wu to Nangong Xuan if he died.
Ling Wu narrowed her eyes slightly, and suddenly tightened her arms, bending Ouyang Xi's body a little, so that her eyes were only a few inches apart.
The words that came out were light and airy: "It seems that you don't like me very much."
But the anger in her eyes clearly showed one thing, she was angry