Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Lord, we agreed..." Meng Xiaoxiao's heart tightened and he didn't speak fluently.

"What are you worried about? Meng Xiaoxiao, I just want you to talk with me." Xiao Moxuan still smiled, but his eyes were deeply lonely: "put down what should be put down. Did you write this?"

"Er, yes, I wrote it casually. If the Lord doesn't like it, I promise not to write indiscriminately next time." Meng Xiaoxuan said in a daze. Only then did she know that the two words she left in Xiao Moxuan caused trouble and led him here so late.

"Why do you say that the king is unhappy?" Xiao Moxuan asked again. A pair of dark eyes quietly stared at Meng Xiaoxiao: "also, tell the king how to put it down?"

"Lord, I just think it's useless to think about some things. It's better not to think about it." Meng Xiaoxiao was a little tongue tied by his question and didn't dare to say Su Ying's name directly, so he had to answer so simply.

"Ha ha, it's better not to think about it?" Xiao Moxuan raised his eyes slightly, and a wry smile of self mockery appeared at the corners of his mouth. "It's really easy to say, but do you know? Sometimes people can't help themselves, and what they want to think is completely independent of their own control."

He paused for a moment, didn't look at Meng Xiaoxiao again, and gave a long sigh: "I don't want to think about it for a long time, but I can't help thinking about it myself. Meng Xiaoxiao, you don't understand. I'm so tired, so tired..."

Then he leaned against the head of the bed and closed his eyes wearily. Face, is a decadent sadness, like a confused and helpless child.

Meng Xiaoxiao saw it, and his heart moved again. This seemingly cold and arrogant man, in fact, he is so painful, but he chooses to hurt others to hide his pain.

But in this way, can he really be free? Of course not, but it made him sink deeper and deeper in his resentment

With a slight sigh, Meng Xiaoxiao picked up the cup of warm tea and went to the bedside and handed it to Xiao Moxuan: "Lord, have some tea."

It seems that Xiao Moxuan is really thirsty. He drinks it all at once after receiving the tea. He returned the empty teacup to Meng Xiaoxiao and asked, "what kind of tea is this? It seems to be better than what he had drunk before."

"Lord, it's still ordinary tea, but I added some honey to the tea, because honey can relieve wine." Meng Xiaoxiao put the tea cup away and replied with a smile.

She felt that Xiao Moxuan, who was drunk and inadvertently revealed her true temperament, was much more lovable than when she was cold before.

"Ha ha, you are careful." Xiao Moxuan smiled faintly. The smile spread on his handsome face like flowers, like the spring breeze rippling blue waves, full of gentle ripples.

At this moment, Meng Xiaoxiao was dazzled by his gorgeous smile.

And at the moment, he didn't call himself the king, but said that I didn't have the condescending arrogance in the past, which made Meng Xiaoxiao feel a rare equality.

In the middle of the flash, Xiao Moxuan stretched out his hand to hold her, hugged her in his arms and lay on the bed: "Why are you so good? You're not angry when I treat you like that?"

"Lord, I'm not an angry person." Meng Xiaoxiao panicked and struggled to get out of his arms.

"Don't move, let me hold you to sleep for a while. Just a moment." Xiao Moxuan sighed and hugged her more tightly.

The strong wine smell and the faint aroma of dragon birthday are intertwined and mixed into a pleasant male smell, wrapping the girl's rigid body and eroding all her nerves.

Meng Xiaoxiao was flustered and terrified. His heart was beating like a drum. He just felt dangerous and pushed him in panic: "Lord, are you the wrong person? I'm Meng Xiaoxiao. Qingqing has been looking for you several times today, and may still be waiting for you."

"I know it's you. I like your fragrance." Xiao Moxuan still hugged her tightly in his arms and sighed in her ear. "Xiaoxiao, I just want to hold you to sleep for a while. Don't worry, I won't touch you. I just sleep."

"But I'm really not used to it." Meng Xiaoxiao still felt inappropriate and stubbornly wanted to push him away.

"I can't sleep. The smell of you reassures me." Xiao Moxuan opened his eyes and looked at her gently and helplessly: "stop making trouble, okay? Just sleep like this. I'm really sleepy."

Then Xiao Moxuan closed his eyes again and buried his head in the girl's fragrant neck.

Meng Xiaoxiao shrank back in fear. Xiao Moxuan immediately hugged her again, but there was no further action. It seemed that she really fell asleep.

The tenderness he showed at the moment surprised Meng Xiaoxiao. When he looked at her just now, the helplessness in his eyes made Meng Xiaoxiao's heart ache.

At this time, Meng Xiaoxiao felt that Xiao Moxuan was like a child who was extremely lack of love and eager for love, and he seemed to be the only warmth he could find.

This man has lost his parents since he was a child. When he grew up, he didn't get the true love he longed for. He has always been lonely and lonely.

In fact, he and Meng Xiaoxiao before crossing have the same lamentable fate, but the reasons for their tragedy are different.

In an instant, Meng Xiaoxiao's mind turned. The hidden maternal complex at the bottom of his heart seemed to be strongly hooked up by Xiao Moxuan's child like dependence at the moment. She did not push him away, but leaned over and blew out the candle lamp, and he slept in his arms.

However, in addition to the last time in Yixiang hospital, Meng Xiaoxiao was held in his arms by a man for the first time in his life and slept with a man for the first time in his life. How can Meng Xiaoxiao calm down and sleep?

At first, she didn't know what was going on in Yixiang hospital. As soon as she woke up, she kicked Xiao Moxuan out of bed, so she couldn't really sleep with Xiao Moxuan.

Today, in his clear mind, he let him sleep around him. This feeling is too strange for Meng Xiaoxiao.

Meng Xiaoxiao was lying in bed, counting the sheep again and again in her heart, but she still couldn't sleep.

What was more troublesome was that because Xiao Moxuan was around, she didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing him. Her body was tight and stiff like a heavy piece of wood. It was as painful as it was.

Xiao Moxuan seemed to adapt to this state of embracing and sleeping. He was exhausted today. He drank so much wine and soon fell asleep.

As he said, he really didn't touch her too much except holding Meng Xiaoxiao.