Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Find a little thing." Meng Xiaoxiao sipped her lips coldly and said sharply again: "I'm sorry if I disturb President Xiao's rest."

Anyway, isn't he with Li Jiaxue?

They are all evil vampire capitalists, and themselves are the hard-working labor exploited by capitalists. Not only was the labor force exploited, but also the soul exploited. Even last night, she was exploited by the ruthless bad man in front of her. She didn't want to tell him the truth!

"If you tell me, I may know the place." Xiao Moxuan bit his teeth and said patiently, "so you can find it soon? Why do you have to do so much useless work?".

"I can find it myself!" Meng Xiaoxiao stubbornly turned his head, unwilling to let him see the fragility on his face.

Xiao Moxuan stepped in, raised his hand and pulled the skirt in her hand, tightened his dark eyebrows and said, "what's this? The clothes are washed bad?"

Shit! Seeing through by him, Meng Xiaoxiao was embarrassed and became angry. He held the skirt tightly in his hand, blushed and said, "don't worry, I'll fix it. Isn't this looking for an iron?"

"Looking for an iron?" Xiao Moxuan smiled and couldn't help laughing: "do you think this skirt is washed like this, and you can iron it with an iron?"

"Of course, I'll be able to iron the skirt and give it to Miss Li right away." Meng Xiaoxiao said righteously, although he had no bottom in his heart.

The loser cannot lose the battle array. If you want to defeat the enemy, you must first overwhelm the other party in momentum. She knows that.

Xiao Moxuan looked at her carefully for a moment. Suddenly, he grabbed the skirt she held firmly, threw it into the dustbin beside the door, and ordered to say, "go to bed!"

"Hey! What are you doing? That's Miss Li's skirt! It's very expensive!" Meng Xiaoxiao was surprised and rushed to pick up the skirt.

But Xiao Moxuan held his wrist tightly, and his tone became stronger and stronger. He couldn't resist: "go to bed quickly!"

Meng Xiaoxiao was very angry and fiercely shook off his hand: "why should I listen to you? Which onion and garlic are you? Whether I sleep or not is none of your business?"

If Meng Xiaoxiao dared to speak to him so outrageously at ordinary times, Xiao Moxuan would have been angry.

But at this moment, he held back. Because at such a close distance, under the soft and bright light, he suddenly found that Meng Xiaoxiao's eyes were red and swollen. It was obvious that he had just cried

The heart suddenly hurt a lot, like being torn out of a bleeding wound by a ruthless giant palm. The voice unconsciously became soft, including a deep apology that he couldn't even notice: "girl, you cried..."

Meng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and immediately raised his chin with disdain: "nonsense! I didn't know how to write the word cry since I was in middle school!"

Xiao Moxuan looked at the girl's proud and stubborn look. He sighed at the bottom of his heart. He didn't continue to argue with her. He just said in a low voice, "go to bed. You have to go to work tomorrow."

"I can get up without Lao Xiao's trouble!" Meng Xiaoxiao said coldly without looking at him.

"Why don't you listen so much?" Mr. Xiao tightened his eyebrows again and felt that his patience was disappearing under her sharp stimulation: "look at the time now? Can your body stand staying up so late every day? Don't think you are an iron man who can't get into a knife and gun. Be careful to grow old quickly! Become an old woman in advance!"

"It's none of your business! It's my own business to grow old quickly!" Meng Xiaoxiao was still indifferent, and her beautiful, cold and proud little face seemed to have been taken out of the refrigerator for a few days.

"You're living in my house now, of course I'll take care of you!" Xiao Moxuan said in a calm tone as far as possible, holding back his anger. "I don't want to be told that you work here, I abuse you, and I still let you iron clothes in the middle of the night."

"Hehe, yes, you are the most kind and kind-hearted master." Meng Xiaoxiao smiled coldly, and his lips flashed a gorgeous and dazzling radian, like a blooming bright rose: "I should thank God, thank you for giving me such a generous treatment! Let me eat well, dress well and live well! I can also be played by a big man like you from time to time. Should I really burn high incense? Thank you?"

Listening to her ironic but sad words, Xiao Moxuan was speechless for a long time, and his dark eyes became more and more profound and unpredictable, flashing an uncertain light.

After a long time, he said, "you know, I don't mean that."

"I don't know anything!" Meng Xiaoxiao didn't want to entangle with him any more. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "master, go up and have a rest. I washed Miss Li's clothes. Naturally, I have to find a way to fix it."

Xiao Moxuan almost vomited blood when she was called by her master. She was very angry, but it was a little funny. This girl has seen a lot of dog blood soap operas. She can even call him so shocking.

"What do you call me?" he raised his eyebrows, and there was a trace of former narrowness in the bottom of his eyes: "please, this is not the Qing Dynasty. Can you give me a normal name?"

"Aren't you the master?" Meng Xiaoxiao finally glanced at him and said angrily, "I work for you and you pay me. What is not the master?"

"That's right." Xiao Moxuan raised his hand and stroked his chin. He asked solemnly, "should you call yourself a slave to be more like a slave?"

Meng Xiaoxiao didn't expect that he would climb the wall along the pole. He really took her angry words as fun. Then he grinded his teeth and said, "OK, I'll send the master to sleep! The master is lucky. The master is walking well. Is that enough?"

"Ha ha, it's not enough. Let's hear it again." Xiao Moxuan put his arms around his chest and looked at her.

"Cut! I'm not a repeater. I'm going to start working. If you know where the iron is, let me know." Meng Xiaoxiao was impatient and didn't like his complacency and thought he was in control of everything. It made her feel as if she had become the prey in his hands again. It was very uncomfortable.

"Well, stop making trouble and go to bed." Xiao Moxuan also restrained the banter on his face and said positively, in a very gentle tone.

"I don't sleep! I want to iron my skirt!" Meng Xiaoxiao said stubbornly.

Xiao Moxuan paused a little and said calmly, "you just said I was your master. The master now orders you to go to bed. Aren't you ready to listen?"

Meng Xiaoxiao was angry for a moment, and his nature of teeth and claws was immediately exposed: "Xiao Moxuan! Don't push too far!"