Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Gu Beiye smiled blandly and said gently, "good night and rest early."

"Good night." Meng Xiaoxiao nodded as if waking up from a dream and ran to the villa with a bunch of red roses.

Gu Beiye looks at the girl's more and more delicate and flexible figure against the silver snow, and a spoiled smile appears at the corners of his mouth.

Entering the villa, it was not early at this time. Meng Xiaoxiao closed the door, and his heart was still "Dong Dong" jumping badly.

She raised her hand and gently stroked her crimson hot cheek. In the bottom of her heart, she asked suspiciously: what's the matter with you? Are you in love with him, too? To accept his flowers and his kisses is to accept his love.

Anyway, it shouldn't be wrong.

Since he knew it was impossible to be with Xiao Moxuan, he also knew that Li Jiaxue was always the most valued and cared about in his heart. He never really loved himself. It's actually a good thing to try to accept another person worthy of love.

Meng Xiaoxiao gradually convinced himself, settled down and walked upstairs with the bunch of red roses.

Her door was open. Without much thought, Meng Xiaoxiao walked in and turned on the light.

But he was surprised to find that there was a person sitting steadily in his room. It was Xiao Moxuan who accompanied Li Jiaxue to Beijing a few days ago. I don't know when he came back? How long have you been sitting here?

"Back?" when he saw her enter the door, Xiao Moxuan picked up his dark, straight eyebrows and dark eyes, and stared at the gorgeous roses in her hand. There was an obvious cold and sour meaning: "I didn't expect that you would like such vulgar things."

"This flower is very beautiful." Meng Xiaoxiao listened to his tone as if it was provocative again. His tone was also cold. He went to put the flowers on the low cabinet in the corner and asked faintly, "when did you come back?"

"I've been back for a long time. I've been waiting for you here." Xiao Moxuan paused a little. His handsome face, which is as perfect as an idol star, floated a trace of cold and sharp ridicule: "so, I didn't miss the scene of you making out with him."

Meng Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly felt a little flustered, gently turned his head and didn't speak.

The window of her room just faces the road. Standing in front of the window, you can see the scenery in front of the villa gate. Did Xiao Moxuan really come back long ago? I also saw... The scene when Gu Beiye sent her flowers and kissed her forehead?

"Why? Guilty?" Xiao Moxuan came over, stretched out his hand to provoke her chin, and a sullen and icy breath came to her face.

Yes, according to his original plan, he will never come back today.

However, as Xueer's injury gradually stabilized, she thought that she hadn't seen the little girl for several days. She didn't know how she lived at home these days? I think tomorrow is the first day of the new year. His heart, somehow like grass, began to be uncomfortable?

Finally, I made a decision today and came back to spend New Year's day with the little girl who made him angry and can't let go.

The plane couldn't fly normally because of the weather. The driver drove him back from Beijing. It was cold and slippery. It was night when I got home, but I didn't see Meng Xiaoxiao's figure.

Xiao Moxuan thought about the festival tomorrow. She may have gone home.

He did not know what had happened in her family, nor did he know that she had little contact with her family now.

Tired, he came to the little girl's room, lay down in the bed full of her fragrance and sweet smell for a while, and slept a little.

When he woke up, there was still no one in the room, but he accidentally saw Gu Beiye send Meng Xiaoxiao back in front of the window.

They stood in front of the car and said goodbye reluctantly. Gu Beiye gave her a big bunch of roses and kissed her tenderly on her forehead, which should only belong to him

This makes Xiao Moxuan, who wholeheartedly wants to come back to spend the festival with the little girl, how do you think? How can you stand it?

In his mind, the sweet, delicious and rebellious little girl has always been his property, equivalent to his private property.

Although the relationship between the two has not yet developed to the substantive stage, in his opinion, it is only a matter of time. What he likes will never be handed over to others, let alone anyone.

Fortunately, he just kissed his forehead. If Gu Beiye met the little girl's lips or other more beautiful and charming places today, he really can't guarantee whether he will rush down in anger? According to Gu Beiye's handsome and elegant face, he punched him so hard that he could no longer seduce his little girl

The atmosphere in the room was particularly cold and depressed for a time. Xiao Moxuan's sharp eyes staring at Meng Xiaoxiao's face seemed to burn through her whole person.

"What's wrong with me? I'm at ease." Meng Xiaoxiao pushed away his hand, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he really seemed to have a feeling of lack of confidence.

"Don't feel guilty. Why are you blushing?" Xiao Moxuan looked down at her. His dark eyes were bright and dark, just like the cool moonlight on a winter night, flashing a cold light: "he kissed you. Isn't it good?"

Meng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked at him calmly: "I'm ready to be with him..."

"Meng Xiaoxiao! Are you talking nonsense? Are you out of your mind to raise fish again?" Xiao Moxuan suddenly squeezed her arm. Her handsome and dazzling face rose into a raging flame: "you don't love him! Why are you with him?"

"I think very clearly. I'll fall in love with him sooner or later. Now I'm a little in love." Meng Xiaoxiao took out his painful arm, didn't look at him, and said slowly and clearly: "he is such an excellent and perfect man and is so kind to me. I don't want to miss it."

"Impossible! I won't allow it!" Xiao Moxuan could no longer restrain the burning jealousy and anger in her heart, and ferociously hooped her into her arms: "girl, you can only be me! I will never let you be with others!"

"You let go of me!" Meng Xiaoxiao hated him for treating himself so hard and arrogant, staring at him and spitting out a word coldly.

"Don't let it go!" Xiao Moxuan said overbearing, bent down his face and ruthlessly caught the girl's charming fragrant red lips: "never let it go again! As soon as you let it go, you'll run to someone else!"

"You said you weren't like this, and you didn't mean what you said..." Meng Xiaoxiao was caught off guard and blocked his lips, struggling again and again.