Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

That day, she was crying for pain. Under his fierce and brave attack, she had no way to go back. She kept struggling, crying and begging pitifully.

But he still ignored her and asked her again and again.

She was so fresh, beautiful and delicate that he couldn't stop and was fascinated. Like a young man who first tasted love between men and women, he couldn't control himself. That kind of deep-rooted ecstasy and extremely happy feeling made him unforgettable all his life

Perhaps from that moment on, he had the idea of keeping her around forever and never letting go.

He always thought that no woman would take the initiative to leave him as long as he was not tired and did not speak.

After all, staying with him is beyond the dreams of many women. Not only can you live a luxurious life that was beyond your reach, but also your vanity can be greatly satisfied.

But Meng Xiaoxiao did something completely unexpected.

Not hypocritical, not angry, not hard to get, so he left him without hesitation and nostalgia. Never look back

After carefully washing Ding Jingjing, he carefully combed his wet black hair in front of the mirror. He saw that there was still some perfume in the bathroom, and he sprayed some of his ears and neck. I looked after myself in the mirror and was very satisfied with everything. Then I was ready to go out.

However, after all, she is a female student who has just stepped out of school. She is gentle and gentle on weekdays. She is still embarrassed to go out without an inch or only wrapped in a bath towel.

After hesitating for a moment, she put on the dress she had just changed, and stepped out of the bathroom shyly.

On the sofa, Xiao Moxuan still sat in his original position. Most of the tea in front of him had been drunk, his face was a little tired, his eyes closed gently, as if he were asleep.

The long dark eyelashes half hung down, and the soft light hit him, plating a layer of charming brilliance on his elegant face, which was a kind of bewitching beauty.

Ding quietly enjoyed the rare situation for a while, cheered himself up, and softly shouted, "President Xiao..."

Hearing the cry, Xiao Moxuan opened his red star eyes and saw the girl standing in the middle of the room with a little shy face.

His clear eyes flashed a trace of confusion and surprise. It seemed that he had just remembered where he was at the moment. He frowned slightly and spit out a sentence: "didn't you take off your clothes?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao... I'll take it off now..." Ding Jingjing's cheek was even hotter, stammered, flustered and untied his coat. He was very nervous.

Xiao Moxuan didn't move. His dark eyes were like a deep and invisible sea. He looked at the girl who was sad and uneasy to take off his clothes coldly and indifferently.

She does have the same slender figure, exquisite posture, youthful and compact skin as Meng Xiaoxiao, and a face with a fresh smell of a girl.

But why? He looked at her, but there was no desperate impulse and desire in front of Meng Xiaoxiao. It's like choosing an equivalent commodity to be evaluated. I think I should buy it, but I can't afford the slightest desire to buy it

At this time, Ding Jingjing has slowly taken off his coat and skirt, leaving only the underwear covering the last key parts of his body.

She was a little shy. After a slight pause, she summoned up her courage and continued to untie the buckle behind her bra.

"Forget it, put on your clothes." Xiao Moxuan, who had been quiet all the time, suddenly said. His dark eyes with a slight sense of wine were calm, deep and unpredictable, and could not see any of his emotions.

Ding Jingjing's fingers suddenly stopped for a moment, and a moment of confusion and consternation slipped across his face. Then he said eagerly, "president, I do, I really do!"

"It has nothing to do with you, but I don't want it." Xiao Moxuan said expressionless, got up and stood up: "you can rest here, I'm going."

Ding Jingjing was stunned. Ignoring his shyness and embarrassment, he ran over and boldly hugged him: "president, am I not good enough? I can change, I can make you satisfied... I don't want you to be responsible..."

Xiao Moxuan twisted the sword eyebrow of Junlang Rumo and gently pushed her away. His tone was determined and there was no temperature: "it's not this problem. You don't have to think about it. Have a good rest and go to work normally tomorrow."

"Why..." Ding Jingjing couldn't bear such a huge drop for a moment, his voice trembled slightly, and the confused tears poured into his dreamy eyes: "President Xiao, can you tell me why?"

Xiao Moxuan sighed imperceptibly, and then his eyes fell on her beautiful and clean cheeks. He said quietly and solemnly, "Miss Ding, I'm not a good person, and you don't want to place too much hope on me. It's entertainment to bring you out, and we can't have any other involvement in private. You can work at ease in the future. As long as you work hard, you will have a good future."

After that, he didn't look at her any more, turned and resolutely walked out of the door.

Behind him, Ding quietly covered his face with his hands and made a disappointed and sad cry

Although he drank a lot of wine at night, when Xiao Moxuan walked out of the hotel door, his head was blown by the cool night wind, but he felt more sober than ever.

Where to go? He reached out and rubbed his slightly dizzy temples. As he walked to the parking lot, he asked himself in his heart.

Yindu garden villa, his father and stepmother have left and returned to Beijing. Mo LAN is still there, and Xueer and Gao Yue, uncle Cheng and aunt Cheng are often noisy and laughing.

But he didn't want to go back there at all.

Since Meng Xiaoxiao left and left him without attachment, he seemed to have no meaning in doing anything. He just fooled around every day.

The more happy they were, the more stinging he felt. He didn't want to stay in the villa for one more minute.

Meng Xiaoxiao, the little girl he missed and couldn't let go. At the moment, I think I'm having fun with her two friends. I don't know where I'm going.

They said they would play all night tonight.

How could she remember him alone? Still worrying about her and missing her

Xiao Moxuan drove his car with a heavy heart and turned around the empty street at will. Finally, he returned to the small house where he lived with Meng Xiaoxiao.