Essential Accomplishments of A Perfect White Moonlight (MTL)

14: Cannon fodder princess 14

When everyone talked about Nangong Ye, most of them said that he and His Royal Highness were brothers after all, and their appearance was too similar. In fact, regardless of whether they looked like him, Nangong Ye was not a handsome man. There are also some slightly immature teenagers.

When seeing Yan Yiming at this moment, those deep star eyes, which are exactly the same as Nangong Xuan's, seemed to suddenly see light, shining like stars.

"My mother stayed with me for half an hour, so I came a bit late. Does Ah Ming blame me?"

This tone of voice was almost coquettish, obviously knowing that Yan Yiming didn't mean to blame, so this made the two of them more intimate.

Yan Yiming opened his lips and smiled, then put away the smile and raised his head, "Of course it's your fault."

The smile on Nangong Ye's lips froze, and Little Apple begged Yan Yiming to be a person. Yan Yiming automatically ignored Little Apple's voice, blinked his eyes, and smiled again, "Punish you to invite me to drink tea tomorrow, I like it." Biluochun."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, he already understood that Yan Yiming was not angry at all but teased him on purpose. Nangong Ye couldn't get angry after a false alarm. Ming's words clearly meant that he wanted to ask him out on his own initiative.

Nangong Ye was in a good mood, and couldn't help being a bit lively and said with a smile, "Then if it's later tomorrow, can you still invite the lady to drink tea the day after tomorrow?"

Nangong Ye looked at Yan Yiming softly but eagerly. If possible, not only tomorrow, not only the day after tomorrow, but every day in the future, he wanted to spend it with Yan Yiming.

"For the sake of your son being so handsome," Yan Yiming pretended to be thinking seriously, and after looking at Nangong Ye up and down, he looked serious, "Of course I am extremely happy."

Nangong Ye was very happy to be molested.

He used to dislike people saying that he looks like the emperor, but when he and Yan Yiming got to know each other gradually, he was glad that he looked so similar to the emperor. If it was possible to like him because of his similar appearance, he would be extremely happy .

Yan Yiming didn't think about what Nangong Ye was thinking at the moment, she looked at Nangong Ye's facial features for a long time, maybe because she had been watching for a long time, or maybe because she really didn't like Nangong Xuan, she liked Nangong Ye more and more. The more I don't think the two are similar.

Nangong Ye raised his head and met Shang Yan Yiming's gaze tightly locked on his face, and asked her what she was looking at with some joy and some anxiety.

"Look at you," Yan Yiming said with a smile, "After watching for a long time, I suddenly feel that His Royal Highness and the Crown Prince don't seem so similar."

Nangong Ye's heart skipped a beat, afraid that Yan Yiming would say that since he didn't look the same, he would never see him again, so he asked casually with a forced smile, "What's the difference?"

"The eyes are not the same, and the lips are not the same." Yan Yiming stretched out his hand and traced the line of Nangong Ye's lips. "The prince doesn't like to smile. Whether it is the color of the eyes or the curvature of the lips, people respectfully stay away. It's with a smile that makes people can't help but get close."

Nangong Ye heard something different, as if Yan Yiming didn't mean what he imagined, "Then which one does Ah Ming like?"

"People who love to laugh are always lucky." Yan Yiming looked at Nangong Ye and said, "I like people who smile at me, and I also like people who can smile at me."