Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Don't worry about me. I'll just cry for a while." Meng Xiaoxiao sobbed.

Xiao Moxuan stopped talking and sat silently by the bed watching her cry. Just the heart, also followed her at that time, crying in sadness and despair for a while. It's like someone holding a sharp knife is cutting there one after another

Until her cry finally subsided, Xiao Moxuan took the paper towel at the head of the bed, wiped her face, helped her up and said, "cry, eat."

Did he sit here for so long without saying a word just to wait for her to cry and eat?

Meng Xiaoxiao was really speechless. He looked at him with his eyes crying like red peaches and whispered, "why do you want me to eat?"

"You should have eaten." Xiao Moxuan said slowly, with a hint of persuasion: "you are so thin, you have cried for so long, and you don't have the strength to walk anymore."

"But I don't want to eat, I can't eat..." Meng Xiaoxiao still said stubbornly.

"If you can't eat it, you must eat it!" Xiao Moxuan's tone became heavier, and there was an irresistible hardness in his expression. He threatened blatantly: "if you don't eat it, I'll start kissing you right away!"

"You... So boring!" Meng Xiaoxiao stared at him angrily. Didn't he ignore her? Why are you so rogue now?

"I'm just so bored." Xiao Moxuan saw that she seemed to recover a little of her former vitality. He suddenly felt a burst of comfortable relief in his heart. He deliberately leaned close to her and said, "believe it or not? If you don't want to be kissed by me, come down to dinner."

Meng Xiaoxiao certainly believed that he could do what he said. She had to get out of bed with her mouth and open the steaming pot of rice. The smell of spicy chicken came to her face. She really felt hungry. She picked up her chopsticks and said, "well, I'll start eating. You can go."

"No, I want to watch you finish." Xiao Moxuan stared at her stubbornly. His beautiful and deep black eyes were shining like a gem that could attract people's souls.

Meng Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly jumped. He was a little flustered. He didn't dare to look at his handsome face and have a few strange faces. He buried himself in eating.

After the Mid Autumn Festival, Meng Xiaoxiao's life became more lonely. Because the grandmother who loved her most left her forever. Whenever she thought of the day when she said goodbye to her grandmother completely, Meng Xiaoxiao always had a feeling of desolation and despair.

Originally lively and cheerful, she was depressed for a long time before she gradually recovered her calm.

She became fond of learning. She signed up for a university correspondence class, bought a lot of counseling materials, chewed books and recited English words as soon as she had time.

Because she seemed to suddenly understand. In this world, no one can count on anyone. If you want to change your destiny, you can only rely on your own strength.

She secretly hopes that one day, she can go out for further study, learn more excellent skills, and get her own high income as a truly capable white-collar Beauty. Not like now, I can only be a humble nanny under the eaves of others

Although Xiao Moxuan didn't often stay in the villa, she looked at her little changes and was very happy.

After all, the little girl's existing knowledge level is really too weak. It's better for her to have this consciousness and learn more. It's better than her doing nothing all day, going out to play with others and dating others. Now, Meng Xiaoxiao seldom goes out, including not much contact with Gu Beiye. Xiao Moxuan is very satisfied with this.

Their relationship is still so peaceful and indifferent, neither hot nor cold, neither warm nor hot. It has neither continued to deteriorate nor gone further.

However, in the deep heart of Xiao Moxuan, he still takes Meng Xiaoxiao as his own property. This superficial indifference is just a disguise.

Meng Xiaoxiao, however, really closed his emotional world and became calm.

During this period, she never returned to her former home, and never had any contact with her brother and sister-in-law.

Only once, her sister-in-law Bai Jie called to let her go back. At that time, Meng Xiaoxiao was a little excited. After all, they are now her only relatives in the world. If they can treat her honestly, she will be good to them.

However, later she found out that Bai Jie just wanted her to go back and pick up her things. Because they are going to redecorate the house, many outdated and unused sundries are ready to be thrown away.

At that moment, Meng Xiaoxiao really felt ridiculous for the family affection they had always existed in his heart. She went back that day, packed up her things, including some souvenirs of her grandmother, and went out of the house. I didn't listen to my brother and sister-in-law's sincere or polite words and stayed there for dinner.

When she walked out of the door, she felt that she had cut off the last contact with the family

Day by day, day by day, time glides quietly. Time is like a rush of water. In the twinkling of an eye, autumn and winter come, and it is the end of the cold year and the beginning of the cold year.

December 21 is Grandma's birthday and it's also a good time to rest.

As early as a few days ago, Meng Xiaoxiao bought some of grandma's favorite snacks and snacks, and was ready to take them to the cemetery that day to spend such a bleak birthday with grandma.

On that day, it was as if God was mourning for grandma. Early in the morning, the first snow in winter floated in the sky and became extremely cold.

Xiao Moxuan and Gao Yue go out for business. Uncle Cheng also goes out to buy vegetables. Only Meng Xiaoxiao and Li Jiaxue are left in the villa.

Two women who don't like each other and have long been resentful of each other stay at home. Maybe something is destined to happen.

Meng Xiaoxiao quickly finished everything, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and cleaned up the kitchen and dining room. He went upstairs, put on his cotton padded jacket, carried the things he bought for his grandmother, and was ready to go to the cemetery.

Walking to the stairs, I happened to meet Li Jiaxue upstairs.

Seeing Meng Xiaoxiao's dress, Li Jiaxue immediately frowned and asked, "what are you going to do?"

"I have something to do," Meng Xiaoxiao replied coldly, knowing that she had no good when she talked to herself.

"What's the matter?" Li Jiaxue picked delicate and beautiful eyebrows, looking both picky and arrogant: "I didn't give you a holiday."

"I'll be back before noon. I won't delay making lunch." Meng Xiaoxiao said in a low voice.