Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

His low and emotional voice made Meng Xiaoxiao's heart set off a strange ripple, some confused and some agitated

Later, she didn't know what was going on. In short, in a confused way, Xiao Moxuan's lips covered again, and they kissed together again.

He affectionately, tossed and kissed her again and again, just like kissing his most precious baby. He was reluctant to let go of her anyway

Gradually, Meng Xiaoxiao was ignited by his enthusiasm. Her arms couldn't help climbing up his neck. It was no longer as passive and rigid as when he kissed her just now.

But I still vaguely thought: not counting his little harassment, today is their third kiss.

People, how can you kiss so tirelessly? What is their situation now? She came back undercover, but she kissed him here.

As if aware that the girl in her arms had wandered away, Xiao Moxuan punitively increased the intensity of kissing her, and the action became wild.

He pressed her directly onto the desk behind him, put his whole body against her, and kissed her feverishly and fiercely.

Meng Xiaoxiao couldn't be distracted to think about anything else anymore. He couldn't help responding to him and lost himself in his fiery enthusiasm

This is a century long kiss, lingering, hot, enough to make people forget everything.

Just when Meng Xiaoxiao was dizzy and lost, and was about to be confused, Xiao Moxuan suddenly stopped and picked her up.

Meng Xiaoxiao opened his eyes and saw Xiao Moxuan staring down at him. His beautiful black eyes seemed to be able to attract people's souls, deep and affectionate.

She panicked inexplicably and wanted to push him away and jump down, but her hands were pressed by him and couldn't move.

"I want you right now," he said, in a low, hoarse voice.

"No!" the girl protested in a panic.

"You are my woman. I have endured it for a long time." Xiao Moxuan looked at her stubbornly, with a hot flame that could make the ice water boil in his eyes.

"I don't love you," Meng Xiaoxiao said.

She opened her mouth and said a light sentence without considering how cruel these four words would be to Xiao Moxuan at the moment.

His arms were obviously stiff in his arms, and his black jade eyes were filled with countless fluctuating colors in an instant, leaving only deep pain.

With an imperceptible sigh, Xiao Moxuan gently put Meng Xiaoxiao down and looked at her with deep eyes: "Xiaoxiao, I will wait for you."

At this moment, Meng Xiaoxiao's heart was touched by the pain and loss in his eyes.

But soon, his usual relaxed smile appeared on Xiao Moxuan's face: "stubborn girl, I'll go back with you."

Meng Xiaoxiao looked at him attentively. Xiao Moxuan took her hand and walked out as if nothing had happened.

It seems that the scene just now didn't happen at all. The man with a frustrated face just now is not him at all.

Send Meng Xiaoxiao back to ziyuyuan. Xiao Moxuan still clings to her and refuses to go.

The beloved girl has disappeared for so long, and now she has finally come back. Where is he willing to separate from her? It's good to spend more time with her.

Finally, Meng Xiaoxiao was really anxious. He told Xiao Moxuan that he was really tired. He couldn't do without a rest. Xiao Moxuan couldn't help it. He hugged her and kissed again and again before he reluctantly left.

After washing, Meng Xiaoxiao lay quietly in bed, stroking the crystal pendant that was brought back to her neck.

She never dreamed that the precious pendant given to her by Xiao Molan would be recovered and returned to her hands again.

What a surprise, what a surprise. What's more, the person who ruthlessly threw away the pendant spent so much effort to help her find it back and give it back to her.

Xiao Moxuan, he seems to be getting better now.

Recalling what Xiao Motian said to her the night before returning to the capital: I'm sure he really loves you. As long as you go back, he will be ecstatic.

Now it seems that this is true. When she came back, Xiao Moxuan was really ecstatic. He not only didn't blame her at all, but spoiled her and cared for her in every way.

So, is Xiao Moxuan really in love with her, as Xiao Motian said?

Meng Xiaoxiao felt that he was a little confused. He was in a mess and couldn't sort out a clear clue.

If Xiao Moxuan had treated her like this before, she might be happy or moved.

But now, everything is different.

In her heart, there was already the shadow of another man. That person was so perfect in her mind, just like the real dream lover appeared in front of her.

He saved her and accompanied her through the most difficult and depressed days. And he said that no matter what he did, he loved her. He said that his heart of love for her would never change

This kind of love is what Meng Xiaoxiao has been longing for and envious of.

He has always been so modest and polite to her. Never want to eat her tofu like Xiao Moxuan.

Just like today, Xiao Moxuan saw her and almost followed her like a devil. He hugged her tightly and kissed her again and again, showing his playboy and romantic Prince's true colors.

And Xiao Motian, their most intimate move, that is, their only hug in the pavilion of Kongling mountain the night before they came back.

And at the time of parting, the dragonfly kiss he left on her forehead didn't touch her lips at all.

This is the real modest gentleman. Love her and respect her

After thinking about it, Meng Xiaoxiao still thinks Xiao Motian is better. Such a deep, steady, gentle and introverted man knows more about love, has a gentlemanly demeanor, and is more worthy of a woman's trust for life.

Alas, but why did he have to be emperor? Is this the so-called man's ambition? Can I help him?

Meng Xiaoxiao thought wildly, holding the crystal pendant in his hand, and fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, as soon as she opened her eyes, Meng Xiaoxiao saw a handsome man sitting at the head of the bed.

Strong and soft lines, handsome and slightly lazy face. Flying eyebrows, dark eyes, high nose, charming lips

Everything is combined perfectly like an appropriate ink painting, bright, elegant and elegant. Every woman can't see him without imagination.