Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

Xiao Moxuan took a deep look at her and said dryly, "don't worry, I will bear the responsibility."

Li Jiaxue was a little relieved, took out a paper towel to wipe her tears, and said softly; "Then I'll go first. Brother Xuan, you drank too much wine last night. Don't hurt your stomach. You must remember to go down to breakfast after a rest."

She went out silently. Xiao Moxuan's fingers tightly grasped the window sill pasted with marble tiles and repeatedly shouted in pain: Xiaoxiao! Xiaoxiao! I really made a sin this time! You tell me what I should do

Li Jiaxue came out from Xiao Moxuan and knocked on Gao Yue's door. He didn't look at him much, but said arrogantly, "go back to the city."

Gao Yue looked at her face and knew that her goal might have been achieved. Without saying anything, he followed her out of the door in silence.

All the way to the car, too. He just focused on driving as if no one was sitting next to him.

Li Jiaxue couldn't help staring at him and said, "Hey! You're dumb. That's what I look like today?"

"What do you want me to do?" Gao Yue sighed helplessly again.

"At least ask me about last night! Ask me if I succeeded!" said Li Jiaxue discontentedly.

"Still need to ask?" Gao Yue smiled bitterly and said faintly, "you look like this. I know it's what I want."

"Hehe, of course, brother Xuan has always been so kind to me. How could he think that nothing had happened when I was lying in his bed with his appearance?" Li Jiaxue smiled proudly at the corners of her mouth, thought about it and said, "by the way, you should work harder these days, and we should seize the time to do it more times."

Gao Yue frowned and asked, "what do you mean?"

"Although brother Xuan believes that he and I have really gone to bed, his mind is not firm. I see his look, it seems that he may repent at any time. Therefore, I must make it more reliable." Li Jiaxue raised her arm and caressed her long black hair leisurely and said calmly: "I want to have a baby during this period as soon as possible. If I have brother Xuan's baby in my stomach, do you think he can not marry me? Even if he doesn't want to marry, uncle Xiao will force him to marry me with a gun!"

"Are you crazy? You want to use our child to pretend to be the president's child!" Gao Yue was shocked and almost lost control of his hand holding the steering wheel.

"What's the matter? If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have this child. If I were pregnant, the right of the child's life and death is in my hands, which has nothing to do with you!" Li Jiaxue looked straight ahead with cold eyes, looked determined and said word by word: "As long as I can get brother Xuan's love, I don't care what I pay! Even if I can't get his love, I want him!"

Gao Yue looked at her with surprise and pain, and could no longer say a complete word.

In the car, the dead silence was restored

On that day, Xiao Moxuan stayed outside all the time. He didn't return to Minghua international until the afternoon. He walked heavily and looked decadent.

After entering the building, he didn't go to his office first, but subconsciously went to Meng Xiaoxiao's office on the eighth floor.

I don't know why. At this moment, his desire to see her is particularly strong.

Even if I see her, I don't say anything. I just sit quietly and look at her for a while like last time. My upset mood seems to be a little calmer, and my empty heart can get a little comfort.

When he came to the door of the special issue office on the eighth floor, Xiao Moxuan looked at the open office door. His thoughts fluctuated violently like the rising tide of sea water, and suddenly hesitated again.

Xiaoxiao didn't want to see him again. Up to now, he has an indelible stain on his body.

Even, he may... If he really wants to marry Li Jiaxue, what else can he say to her?

Seeing each other can only add more pain and loss to each other

"Mr. Xiao, you're coming." suddenly I heard a clear cry mixed with joy.

Xiao Moxuan turned his eyes and looked. It was Ding Jingjing, holding an electric kettle just filled with water in his hand, coming from the corridor.

He was a little embarrassed and said, "pass by here and have a look."

"Why don't you go in?" although Xiao Moxuan has alienated Ding Jingjing a lot these days, Ding Jingjing still feels an unspeakable joy and excitement every time he sees him. At the moment, he asks with expectation: "are you looking for me?"

"No." Xiao Moxuan said faintly.

"Oh." Ding Jing's heart was a little lost. He suddenly remembered something and said enthusiastically, "then you're looking for Xiaoxiao. She's inside at the moment. Go in and sit down."

"Don't look for her, you do things." Xiao Moxuan left a sentence without expression, turned and left with a big step.

Ding quietly walked into the office, put the electric kettle on the plug-in board, looked at Meng Xiaoxiao, who was busy facing the computer, and couldn't help saying, "it's strange."

"What's so strange?" Meng Xiaoxiao asked without stopping his work.

"Just now I met President Xiao." Ding quietly went to his seat and sat down. He said thoughtfully, "he clearly stood by the door of our office. He stood for a while. I saw him when I came out of the water room. But I let him in, and he didn't come in. He asked him if he was looking for you or me. He said no, and turned and left."

Meng Xiaoxiao was just busy typing the manuscript and didn't notice their conversation outside. At the moment, when he heard Ding Jingjing say so, he was stunned. However, in a moment, he calmed down, smiled disapprovingly and said, "what's strange? Maybe he was passing by."

"President Xiao said the same." Ding thought quietly and said, "but I always feel that he is a little different from usual today. His face looks bad and his spirit is not good. He doesn't look half as good as before."

Meng Xiaoxiao's fingers suddenly paused while he was typing flexibly. He didn't want to be distracted, but he couldn't help thinking: how bad is his face? Poor spirit? Is he ill

After thinking for a while, he ridiculed himself in his heart: even if he was really ill, what's your business? There are many people around him who are courteous and flattering him. Naturally, some people work hard for him. You haven't been involved for a long time. Why are you still wronged?