Mo Shisheng blinked gently, her gaze falling on Qi Yufeng, who was sitting on the phoenix chair.
His face remained captivating and stunning, making him unforgettable.
But those eyes no longer held the coldness they once did.
It seems that everyone has changed quite a bit since they came back this time.
However, Qi Yufeng gave her an unusually cold feeling. Mo Shisheng remembered that Qi Yufeng was the prince who seemed the least interested in politics.
Unfortunately, Qi Jingling had placed all his hopes on him, and even Qi Yujin and Qi Yuhan's hard work couldn't earn them any special treatment from Qi Jingling.
...
There were some unexpected incidents during the welcoming banquet. Afterwards, when Mo Shisheng sat down, she found that Qi Yufeng was sitting next to her.
Her eyes widened slightly. "What are you doing sitting here with me?"
"The air is better here."
Qi Yufeng's eyes always held a faint smile, but there was a cold indifference in that smile. The moment Mo Shisheng saw Qi Yufeng, she thought he was a dangerous smiling tiger and it was best to avoid contact with him.
Is the air quality better?
Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly, but she had to hold back her anger and continue to speak in a good-natured manner: "Why is the air in the seat where the Second Prince was sitting not good?"
"The scent of rouge and powder is too strong; I don't like it." Qi Yufeng smiled faintly. He had noticed Mo Shisheng from the very beginning and even felt that she possessed a strangely attractive charm.
Other women would practically throw themselves at him when they saw him, but she was different.
If at first he thought that Mo Shisheng was playing hard to get, the look of disdain in Mo Shisheng's eyes now proved that she didn't care about him at all!
Mo Shisheng felt powerless to explain, so she sighed softly and slowly increased the distance between herself and Qi Yufeng. However, after she finally managed to create some distance...
Qi Yufeng suddenly moved closer to him, his long arm reaching around from behind to grab the leftmost fruit.
No matter which angle you look at it from, this posture makes it seem as if Mo Shisheng is being held in Qi Yufeng's arms!
Mo Shisheng: "..."
Do they all want her dead?!
Ming Beiya's comment that she was interesting just now attracted a lot of jealous glances, and now Qi Yufeng's actual physical contact is practically pushing Mo Shisheng to her death.
Mo Shisheng lowered her voice and said, "I'm warning you, get back to your original position right now!"
"Oh? What do you do if this prince always responds to gentle persuasion but not force?" Qi Yufeng's tone was extremely irritating. It shouldn't have taken this long to get the fruit, but his hand remained wrapped around Mo Shisheng's back and refused to leave.
Mo Shisheng didn't want to die a worse death, so she kept avoiding Qi Yufeng. However, Qi Yufeng's next actions made Mo Shisheng feel utterly hopeless...
Suddenly, Qi Yufeng lowered his body, his handsome face close to Mo Shisheng's, and gently closed his eyes, seemingly intoxicated, "You smell so good."
Petrified Mo Shisheng: "..."
What flower petals do you usually use for bathing?
Mo Shisheng, petrified +1: "..."
"Looking at you up close, I think your skin is very good too. Is your skin as delicate as the rest of your body?"
Petrochemical + n Mo Shisheng: "..."
"How about..."
"roll!"
Unable to bear it any longer, Mo Shisheng raised her hand and nudged Qi Yufeng's chest with her elbow. The force was so great that Qi Yufeng immediately pulled his hand back and covered his chest.
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