Xia Houfengli didn't speak, his deep eyebrows were raised high, and his falcon-like gaze was cast on Jiang Nanyan.
From her hair, I glanced at her eyebrows, her eyes, her straight nose, her tight red lips...and her little face that always remained calm.
Xia Houfeng squinted his eyes, and a trace of darkness flashed in the depths of his black eyes.
"You have nothing to ask my prince?" he asked, breaking the silence.
Jiang Nanyan was silent.[
After a moment, she finally spoke again, "No."
"Didn't you still chase me and ask questions this morning?" Xia Houfeng frowned, feeling very unhappy that she had such a normal expression.
He had shown kindness automatically, but she still had this indifferent expression!
"There is no problem now." Jiang Nanyan replied calmly, her voice calm and without any fluctuation.
"There is no problem?" Xia Houfeng narrowed his eyes, frowned tightly, his face full of displeasure, "How come there is no problem? Don't you ask me why I want to marry Wei Xuerong? Don't ask me why I want to marry Wei Xuerong?
Why were you in Wei Xuerong's bed just now?"
As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Nanyan's wrist, stretched out his hand, and pulled her into his arms, with their bodies tightly pressed together.
"Well, I won't ask anymore." Jiang Nanyan shook her head, looked up at him calmly.