Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 950

"Are you okay?" Xinmeng asked him.

Hearing this, the Eighth Prince Xiao Lang happily said: "Mengmeng cares about me, I'm so happy!"

Xinmeng: "..." His behavior today is a bit... stupid!
Just when Xinmeng was feeling puzzled, Xiao Lang was also observing her expression carefully.

His plan is to test Xinmeng little by little, and make her adapt to his approach little by little.

But God knows how hard he endured. He wanted to get close to her, but he could only kiss her instead of dating her. He was afraid that if he did too much, it would arouse Xinmeng's resentment.

Someone passed by outside, noticed someone in the narrow alley, and looked in curiously.Xin Meng quickly turned her head to the other side, avoiding the man's sight.

Instead, Xiao Lang met the eyes of the troubled man, and gave him a warning look.

The man curled his lips in dissatisfaction, turned his eyes around Xinmeng, then muttered something, and walked away.

"Let's go." Xin Meng lowered her head and walked out of the narrow alley quickly.

The alley was cramped just now, it was not used for walking, usually no one would stand in it, and she and Xiao Lang were a man and a woman, no wonder the passer-by looked at them strangely.

She seemed unhappy again.Such recognition made Xiao Lang frowned, and hurriedly strode to catch up with her, walked beside her, and lightly bumped her with his arm.

"Mengmeng, don't be unhappy, I'll take you to go boating on Crescent Lake." He suggested in a low voice, full of ingratiating meaning.

Xin Meng looked up at him, then nodded slightly.

Seeing that Xinmeng agreed, Xiao Lang was very happy, he stretched out his hand to grab her catkin, and led her quickly to the carriage parked by the road without any explanation.

Xinmeng looked down at the connected hands of the two, her pink lips curved slightly.

Seeing her master and Miss Shen coming back together, Yan Qing was not surprised, jumped off the carriage, and casually put a rattan stool on the ground.

"Mengmeng, I'll help you get into the car." Being in the critical period of regaining her love, Xiao Lang naturally would not let go of such an opportunity to be courteous and please her.

Xinmeng was not shy either, she generously put her hand on Xiao Lang's outstretched palm, stepped on the rattan stool and got into the car, then retracted her plain hand, opened the curtain, and got into the car with her head down.

Xiao Lang stood in front of the carriage with a smile on his lips.There is still warmth and soft touch in the palm that has not had time to dissipate, and the small white neck that Xin Meng showed when she lowered her head flashed repeatedly before her eyes.

"Master, master..." Seeing that Xiao Lang was indifferent, Yan Qing could only raise his voice, "Master!"

Suddenly regaining consciousness, Xiao Lang frowned and looked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing hurriedly lowered her head: "Master, it's time to get in the car, Miss Shen is waiting for you."

Hearing the latter sentence, Xiao Lang raised his brows at once, quickly got into the car, opened the curtain and entered the compartment, hesitated for a moment, and sat down opposite Xin Meng.

In fact, he most wanted to sit beside Xinmeng, but... he didn't dare!

Damn it, when will Mengmeng recover her memory?

Facing the woman he loves, but not being able to touch it, what a cruel torture!

He really wanted to hug her, really wanted to kiss her, really wanted to express his heart without any hesitation.

"Eighth prince, you can sit here." Xinmeng glanced at him, and then at the seat beside her.

Did he hear wrong?Xiao Lang looked at her in disbelief, and after realizing it, as if afraid of Xinmeng's repentance, like a whirlwind, he moved to Xinmeng's side and sat down in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)