Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"She won't care." Xiao Moxuan looked at the stubborn figure that flashed into the kitchen. His fingers on the armrest of the sofa couldn't help tightening. His dark eyes became deeper and darker, and he couldn't see any emotion inside.

It seems that the girl is still ready to continue to look lofty and stubborn. She is not willing to take a little soft and show a little weak in front of him.

However, the money has been taken from him. What's the need to pretend like this? Is she a little too pretentious?

In addition to the initial 50000, several strokes were successively drawn from the back of the card. The amount is not small, which adds up to more than 100000.

Each use was timely fed back to Xiao Moxuan.

He secretly thought that the little girl should be more and more handy with such money. Then, should she also give him the corresponding return?

As long as she can really become clever, sensible, smart and obedient, and have more money and materials, he is willing to give it to her without hesitation.

His women should dress up and enjoy themselves

On the return plane, the boring long-distance flight makes people tired. Xiao Moxuan's mind was full of the little girl's smart and lovely appearance and delicate and lively posture. I kept dreaming. I haven't seen her for a month. Has she changed? Are you fat or thin? Beautiful or ugly? What will be his first expression when he comes back? Surprise? sigh? delighted? Or... Indifferent?

He hoped that when he got off the plane, he could see the little girl who worried him, loved and angry.

However, Meng Xiaoxiao did not appear in the group of people who welcomed him home at the airport as he thought.

At that time, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Later, in the car, Xiao Molan inadvertently said something that made him even more unbearable.

Xiao Molan has been chatting with him in high spirits. He said casually: "brother, I was going to let Xiaoxiao pick you up with us, but she said she wanted to cook and refused to come."

Xiao Moxuan didn't say a word at that time, but the depression and anger in his heart could not be further increased. He was depressed to the edge of the outbreak.

What's cooking? She would rather stay at home and cook than come out to see him early. He is thinking of people. People don't care about him at all. It doesn't matter whether he can come back or not!

Well, since the little girl is so heartless, why should he be polite to her?

Doesn't she like pretending to be high and playing hard to get? Chew her up early and she won't pretend! If she took her body earlier, she wouldn't pretend!

It's like spending money on things. She should have been his! It's time to lie in bed and be at his mercy. He has waited until now. He is really tolerant and patient with her. But she was not satisfied and had to pretend in front of him.

I can't stand it anymore. I'll go back and ask for her tonight!

Whether she cries or makes trouble, he won't let her go anyway. Such a tender and delicious lamb, swallow it in your stomach first

The kind and enthusiastic Xiao Molan felt sorry. When Meng Xiaoxiao served the dishes, he followed her to the kitchen and quietly said to her, "Xiaoxiao, don't be angry. My brother is such a temper. When you say you don't want a gift, he really thinks you don't want it. I apologize to you on his behalf. After the gift, I will supply you. Next time I come back from abroad, I will bring you a lot of gifts."

"Oh, nothing, Xiao Lan, thank you. I'm not angry. I'm not angry. It doesn't matter." Meng Xiaoxiao smiled faintly.

Yes, since others don't have her in their hearts, she won't make unnecessary extravagant hopes and demands.

The old grudges, sorrows and joys were just an illusory dream. She should have been awake long ago

Today's dinner is the busiest in Yindu garden villa for so long.

Seeing the table full of rich and delicious dishes, Xiao Moxuan praised from the bottom of his heart: "yes, girl, the craft is improving more and more."

Meng Xiaoxiao just reluctantly pulled the corner of his lips and didn't reply.

"Brother Xuan, if you like to eat, eat more. Drink some soup first." Li Jiaxue politely added a bowl of spare ribs soup to Xiao Moxuan and put it in front of him with a smile: "you have lived in Europe for so many days, you must not eat well. I think you are thin."

"Really? I don't think so." Xiao Moxuan casually tasted a delicious spare ribs soup and couldn't help thinking that the girl was really thin. What did she do? It's hard and tired. There wasn't much meat on his face. Now there are only a pair of big black eyes and a sharp little chin

The atmosphere at the table was very warm. Li Jiaxue and Xiao Molan pestered Xiao Moxuan to ask questions from time to time. Xiao Moxuan patiently told them some of his experiences and interesting stories in Europe. Sometimes Gao Yue would insert a few words, and uncle Cheng looked at them happily with a smile on his face.

Only Meng Xiaoxiao, who seemed unusually silent, had been quietly picking up the rice grains in his bowl and didn't eat much food.

She quickly ate a bowl of rice without knowing its taste, and did not add it. Just sit quietly and wait for them to finish.

Xiao Molan was still very careful and asked with concern, "Xiaoxiao, why do you only eat so little today? Usually I see you often eat two bowls and snacks."

"I'm not hungry today," Meng Xiaoxiao said lightly.

"Oh." Xiao Molan didn't think much, and threw himself into the warm conversation with his brother.

Maybe everyone in Yindu garden villa is very happy and happy tonight except Meng Xiaoxiao. And she, listening to their noisy laughter, didn't know why? I always feel so stinging and sarcastic

In the long suffering, finally when everyone finished eating, even Li Jiaxue, who usually had the most elegant meal, put down his chopsticks. Meng Xiaoxiao immediately got up and began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks. He didn't want to delay any more for a minute.

After washing the dishes and coming out of the kitchen, Meng Xiaoxiao saw that they were all still sitting in the living room, talking and laughing around Xiao Moxuan, the central figure. Uncle Cheng was there. Although he seldom spoke, he kept listening to them with a smile, as if he was very satisfied.

Meng Xiaoxiao didn't join them and went upstairs directly.

She felt that she did not belong to their circle at all, and did not want to mix with them with a forced smile. Moreover, except Xiao Molan, it is estimated that no one will welcome her to join.