Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Hearing the girl's slight sigh, he knew she was not asleep and couldn't help bending over his face to kiss her.

At first, Meng Duoduo let him be presumptuous. He didn't want to struggle or respond.

Gradually, yunfeiyang's kiss became warm. It seemed that he was not satisfied with a simple kiss.

"No, no, no..." Meng Duoduo panicked and said a few words in a row.

"Blossoming, you are so charming that I can't help it..." Yun Feiyang's voice is low and hoarse, with a kind of tenderness like tricking children: "if I don't touch you, let me touch it. I want to see you and promise... Don't mess around."

"No." Meng Duoduo's tone was very firm, and he inevitably thought of Mu Xichen again.

Her heart suddenly emptied down, very resolutely pushed away Yun Feiyang's hand, and said stuffy, "sleep."

Seeing that the girl became as cold as ice for a moment, the clouds were flying and the boiling desire was immediately poured with cold water.

He didn't dare to act rashly, so he had to sleep at ease, but he was worried about whether blossoms were angry? After a long time, he opened his mouth carefully: "blossoms, what's the matter? I didn't mean to offend you. I really think of you as the woman of my life."

Meng Duoduo didn't speak and pretended to be asleep.

In the dark, tears spread silently and wet the pillow towel under her face.

At night, Meng Duoduo dreamed of muxichen again. They kissed each other sweetly in the moonlight. Muxichen said to her affectionately, "Duoduo, I will treat you forever."

Finally, he dreamed that Mu Xichen angrily grabbed her and asked, "blossoming, you should be like this! You should be in the arms of others so soon! You are a pushy woman! Are you worthy of me? Are you worthy of me?"

"Ah! Third brother! Third brother!" Meng Duoduo woke up from the nightmare, shivering in a cold sweat.

Yunfeiyang hugged her tightly with warm and powerful arms and kept saying in her ear, "blossoms, don't be afraid, you have nightmares. I'm by your side and I'm with you."

Meng Duoduo woke up and saw Yun Feiyang staring at her with concern and anxiety.

She remembered the name she had called in her dream. Tears welled up again and murmured, "clouds are flying. I can't forget him, but I can't continue to be with him. I always live in my own contradictions. If I really can't let him go forever, will you marry me? I'm afraid I've done something wrong again."

"I am willing to marry you. No matter what you do, I am willing to marry you. Moreover, I guarantee that it will not be a wrong thing for you to be with me. I will use my love to gradually get him out of your heart. I will use my love to make you really think of me alone." Yun Feiyang told her seriously and surely while wiping her tears.

In his warm and steadfast embrace, listening to his soft words of comfort, Meng Duoduo gradually calmed down, curled up in bed like a baby and slowly fell asleep.

But the clouds were flying, but he kept his eyes open until dawn. He never fell asleep again

The next morning, Meng Duoduo woke up, slowly opened his eyes and found himself still lying in the arms of clouds. And the clouds flying, it seems that they have already woke up and are looking at her with spoiled faces.

Meng Duoduo's cheeks could not help but become as crimson as the burning clouds in the sky. She whispered to herself at the bottom of her heart: Meng Duoduo, you are really hopeless. Pregnant with one person's child and sleeping in the same bed with another. Alas, so degenerate

"Madam, you're awake." seeing that she opened her eyes, Yun Feiyang immediately leaned over and kissed her.

Meng Duoduo's mood was very upset. He pushed him away impatiently: "don't always be so annoying?"

Yunfeiyang didn't mind. Instead, he approached her and said, "blossoms, you look so cute when you sleep. In the future, let's do this. I'll sleep with you in my arms."

"Impossible! In the future, I'd rather not sleep than open a room like this." Meng Duoduo glared round her eyes and gave a positive warning: "don't linger, get up and hurry to find my brother and Xiaomi."

Yun Feiyang shrugged his shoulders and said with a natural and unrestrained smile, "I'll get up right away. I depend on you and everything depends on you. Who makes you my mother."

Seeing that he was so accommodating to himself, Meng Duoduo felt a trace of apology. He felt that his attitude towards him was too bad, so he compensated him with a gentle smile.

After getting up and washing, they talked and laughed together and went downstairs.

As soon as I got to the hall downstairs of the inn, I saw a figure standing face-to-face, handsome, tall, slender and proud

Meng Duoduo was stunned like an electric shock and lightning stroke. The smile froze on her face, and the blood color quickly pulled away from her lips.

How is that possible? So familiar and so strange

It was as if someone hit her head-on, making her dizzy and unstable.

As a last resort, Meng Duoduo turned around and grabbed Yun Feiyang's skirt, as if looking for some support to avoid falling down in disgrace.

Yun Feiyang naturally hugged her shoulder and wanted to transfer some power to her cold body.

Meng Duoduo shook her head, tried to calm herself, and opened her eyes again to see the person she saw, the person she didn't expect to appear here at this time.

Yes, this figure is the one she won't forget even after a thousand years. It's the one she can't lose when she goes to the ends of the earth.

He is really Mu Xichen. There seemed to be several people standing beside him, Xia Qing, Zonghua, Xueji

They surrounded him respectfully, but his standing figure still seemed so lonely, sad and even lonely.

In fact, all the others, Meng Duoduo, didn't see clearly. At this moment, it seemed that she could only see Mu Xichen in her eyes.

Her head was buzzing, her body felt soft, her limbs were cold, and her chest was burning like fire: is mu Xichen coming? Looking for her? He looked vicissitudes and melancholy. But didn't he already have his throne? Doesn't he already have a beautiful Xueji? After such a long time, didn't he get his own happiness?

Standing in place coldly, Mu Xichen twisted her eyebrows and looked at the eye-catching handsome men and women who came down from the upstairs. Pain and anger filled his whole heart.

They had just arrived here, and Zonghua had just asked the landlady. The enthusiastic landlady hurriedly told them: last night, there were two outstanding young men and women staying here. What's more, they opened a... Husband and wife room.