Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Then, go to your side?" Xiao Moxuan didn't think so. He crooked his lips and showed the true color of the sex Wolf: "the bed over there is a little small, but if you insist on being there, it's OK."

Meng Xiaoxiao struggled to break away from his grip. He simply stopped moving and blushed angrily: "what do you think I am?"

"Of course, it's the woman I like." Xiao Moxuan smiled with a good temper and bent down his lips to kiss her again: "well, stop making trouble. A spring night is worth thousands of gold. Such a good time is wasted by your silly questions."

Meng Xiaoxiao looked sideways and didn't let him kiss himself. His face was stubborn and cold: "I want to go back!"

Xiao Moxuan's patience, which she had managed to accumulate, was wiped out by her indifferent and unfeeling attitude. Her original smiling and carefree expression was also covered with a layer of unhappy coldness: "girl, you deliberately provoked me to anger, didn't you?"

"Then I ask you, will you marry me?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked word by word. The clear eyes staring at his face were looking forward, nervous and uneasy, as if they wanted to see into the depths of his heart.

"Is it interesting for me to say that you have been struggling with these?" Xiao Moxuan was finally annoyed by her success, and his anger suddenly rose: "you want clothes, jewelry, gold and silver jewelry, even houses and cars. As long as you like, I can satisfy you without saying a word. Marry you? How is it possible?"

Meng Xiaoxiao's heart sank straight to the bottom of the earth. Although he had been prepared for it, it was still like falling into the darkest ice cellar and becoming cold.

"What am I? A pet you bought with money? Or a partner in bed?" she couldn't bear it any more. She pushed him away with all her strength and stood up: "if you don't love me, don't touch me!"

"I can't help it if you have to say it so badly." Xiao Moxuan impatiently tightened Yingting's beautiful eyebrows. He felt that he had really met the most ignorant diehard in the world, which made it difficult for him not to get angry: "If I say it's good for you, I'll be good for you! Meng Xiaoxiao, what else do you want? I'm not the only woman who has followed me happily. I've never seen you so off the road!"

"They are them, I am me. I don't want what they like, and you can't afford what I like!" Meng Xiaoxiao said coldly, turned and walked out.

Shit! Is this woman a woman? In this case, she can tell him this with justice? Xiao Moxuan clenched his teeth in frustration and beat his fist on the bed

Meng Xiaoxiao ran back to his house, found his clothes and went to the separate bathroom on the second floor to take a bath.

When she walked past Xiao Moxuan's room, she crept quietly and was frightened. Her heart "banged" for fear that Xiao Moxuan would suddenly come out and pull her in.

Fortunately, however, the gorgeous and tight door was tightly closed without any movement. After about this noise, his enthusiasm for high hopes disappeared.

When she came to the bathroom, Meng Xiaoxiao locked the door from the inside. Then she opened the water pipe valve and stood under the shower head to rinse it heartily. The warm and comfortable spray washed away her fatigue and made her sober after drinking wine.

Yes, Xiao Moxuan had made his attitude clear just now.

He doesn't love her, let alone marry her. What he is infatuated with is her young and lovely body. What he wants is only a woman with warm and fragrant nephrite for him to enjoy. Maybe she is not the only one

So, does she have to wait foolishly? What will be the result?

Alas, I really lost a lot today. But I didn't even hear a warm word.

Meng Xiaoxiao gently stroked his smooth but ambiguous body, and his heart was suddenly full of unspeakable sadness and loss. When his eyes were sour, a hot mist poured up, and he wanted to cry

What a loser! She rubbed her eyes hard, raised her head and let the splashing water wash vigorously on her face and body.

In this way, even if you shed tears, you can't tell

Because he was too tired and stayed up too late. That night, Meng Xiaoxiao almost fell asleep as soon as he touched his head on the pillow.

When she woke up the next day, it was bright again, and the sun was rising high. She touched the mobile phone beside her pillow and immediately gave an earth shaking scream.

Ah ah! Shit! Unconsciously, she slept until nine o'clock.

This time, it's true, it's true, there's no doubt that she's late. Even if she has Scud legs and flies on a rocket, she can't catch up with her normal work.

God, who can tell her what's going on? Why did she wake up on time from 6:30 at home to 7:00 at the latest, but overslept again and again when she arrived here? Did the bed here really have the effect of making people more sleepy? It changed her biological clock for many years?

No, I'll tell Uncle Cheng later. If she hasn't come downstairs at seven o'clock, she must knock on the door to wake her up!

Meng Xiaoxiao muttered crazily in his heart, hurriedly dressed, then brushed his teeth and washed his face. But when looking in the mirror, I accidentally found two obviously fresh red marks on my smooth neck. Although the color is not deep, the cloth still looks very dazzling on her white and delicate skin.

Shit! What a beast!

Meng Xiaoxiao scolded angrily. He had to reopen the wardrobe and want to find a dress with a higher collar. However, this is a hot summer day. Each of her T-shirts is either a round neck or a V-neck. None of them can cover the two ambiguous marks.

Finally, in desperation, Meng Xiaoxiao had to find a long sleeved shirt to wear. This shirt is a small stand collar style. It's a little hot, but it can block the spots and marks left by the coyote on her neck, so as not to make a joke.

After everything was cleaned up, Meng Xiaoxiao looked left and right in the mirror and was sure that there would be no bad flaws. Only then did he grab his small bag and rush downstairs.

In the living room, uncle Cheng was watering several pots of tall plants with a watering can. When he saw Meng Xiaoxiao coming down, he said, "Xiaoxiao, you get up. There's breakfast in the dining room. I just bought it. It's still hot at the moment. Go and eat it."

"Uncle Cheng, I'm finished. If I don't get up at seven o'clock in the future, you must call me." Meng Xiaoxiao sighed bitterly and said shyly, "you bought breakfast. Making breakfast was originally my business. It's really troublesome for you today."