Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Ha, we're getting married. The house has been booked, and I've discussed with him. We'll treat at our hometown in the new year, and then go back to Lingcheng to meet your friends and colleagues." Tao zhier laughed happily and said, "well, Xiaoxiao, don't talk first. Mother Xu Lin is calling me to have a snack. I'll contact you when I'm free."

She hung up first, but Meng Xiaoxiao kept holding the phone and stood stunned. Her beautiful eyebrows frowned tightly: No, I still have to find Xu Lin! Ask if his conscience was eaten by the dog? Tao zhier, such a virtuous, kind and devoted girl, is waiting to marry him. Can he still flirt outside without changing his face? What a shame! He must break up with that woman named Suna! Must be disconnected! Otherwise, gardenia will fall from the top of happiness to the most painful abyss

"Xiaoxiao, finished?" Gu Beiye looked at her face and asked, "is there something wrong?"

"No, just chat with a friend who went back to his hometown." Meng Xiaoxiao realized that he could not affect others with his emotions. He smiled and returned the phone to him: "thank you."

"Thank you again?" Gu Beiye raised his eyebrows and said with a joking smile, "it's just a matter of hand to use the phone. Why do you always have to be so polite to me?"

"Ha ha, I'm used to it." Meng Xiaoxiao rubbed her hair and smiled gently.

"Xiaoxiao, I invite you to the next dance again." Gu Beiye made a gesture very gentlemanly. His black and shiny eyes were like the most dazzling stars in the sky, quietly betting on the girl's beautiful and lovely face.

"I'm sorry, Bei ye, my feet are still a little uncomfortable." Meng Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered what Xiao Moxuan told her, and could only say sorry.

Yes, Xiao Moxuan would mind dancing with others, not to mention Gu Beiye, who has always been in his mind?

If she really danced with Gu Beiye tonight, I'm afraid the vinegar wave of Xiao Moxuan's big vinegar jar will turn to the sky

"Really sprained? Let me see." unexpectedly, Gu Beiye became a real man and asked anxiously, so he would squat down to check her foot injury.

"No, there is no sprain injury." Meng Xiaoxiao quickly shook his head and hesitated, "I'm just not used to wearing high heels, and I'm not very good at dancing..."

"It doesn't matter. I can take you to dance slower." Gu Beiye couldn't help smiling gently and holding her hand with a sigh: "it seems that this is the first time I invited you to dance, Xiaoxiao. Won't you be so ashamed?"

"Really not..." Meng Xiaoxiao panicked, subconsciously shook off his hand and whispered, "I don't like dancing. Besides, he will be unhappy."

"Xiao Moxuan?" Gu Beiye suddenly tightened Junlang's eyebrows, some surprised and some angry: "he even cares about you? Xiaoxiao, are you afraid of him?"

"It's not to be afraid of him." Meng Xiaoxiao lightly pursed her lips and smiled a little far fetched: "just, since I know he doesn't like my contact with other men, I'll try to avoid it, so as not to quarrel again."

"Do you often quarrel?" Gu Beiye's face changed, and there was an obvious anger in his voice: "Xiaoxiao, tell me the truth, is xiaomoxuan good to you?"

"He is very good to me." Meng Xiaoxiao hurriedly affirmed and added emphatically: "really good!"

"Then why do you look so unhappy? Even melancholy?" Gu Beiye asked sharply.

"Am I melancholy? No." Meng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and tried to make a brilliant smile on him: "don't you think I'm happier now than before?"

"No, I don't see what makes you happier than before." Gu Beiye stared at her for a moment. The expression in his deep black eyes was dignified and worried: "Although you are more noble and dressed up more westerly. However, the first time I saw you today, I just thought you were thin and stood beside him like a soulless plastic flower. This is not the lively, cheerful and sunny Xiaoxiao in my mind."

These frank and incisive words, like the sharpest steel needle, suddenly plunged into the most vulnerable place in Meng Xiaoxiao's heart.

She did not expect that this man, who had not been together for a long time, would know her so well and understand her.

Every word he said almost touched the depths of her heart.

Yes, she is now a soulless and thoughtless plastic flower. She depends on a man who is greedy for her body. It looks bright and beautiful, but in fact, she has long lost her original innocence and vitality

For a time, Meng Xiaoxiao was really full of ups and downs and mixed feelings.

Once those tangled, persistent, painful, thought they had forgotten and put down the past, at this moment, all surged into my heart.

She gently lowered her eyes and tried her best to hide her confused feelings, but there were still some crystal mist on the butterfly wing like thick and slender eyelashes: "I have long been different from before..."

"Xiaoxiao!" seeing Meng Xiaoxiao so sad, Gu Beiye is more sure that his previous worries are correct. He takes a step forward and holds her hand recklessly. He asks loudly, "is he bad for you? Has he wronged you?"

"No, he didn't let me be wronged..." Meng Xiaoxiao shook his head fiercely, remembered everything between her and Xiao Moxuan, and remembered that even if she lay next to him every day, he would never marry her and would never be his right wife. Tears still couldn't help, like broken pearls, sliding down her beautiful cheeks

The girl's sad and desolate tears made Gu Beiye's heart like suffering on the tip of a knife edge needle. He couldn't help it any longer. His heart was broken and he hugged her in his arms: "Xiaoxiao, why are you so stupid? Since you're unhappy with him, why should you stay with him foolishly? As long as you look back, I still love you and wait for you in place."

"How could it be?" Meng Xiaoxiao smiled bitterly with tears in her eyes. "I'm not who I used to be. I'm not the pure Meng Xiaoxiao anymore."

"Listen to me, I don't care. I really don't care if you live well with him." Gu Beiye couldn't help holding her tight and said excitedly, "if you were my girlfriend, I wouldn't be willing to let you shed a tear."