Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Xiao Qiao..." Meng Feifan's wine suddenly dissipated more than half, and apologetically stroked her slightly red and swollen cherry lips with his fingers: "I'm sorry, I drank too much..."

Mi Xiaoqiao just cried and ignored him.

"I'm really sorry, I didn't control myself, and I won't be like this in the future." looking at the sad and crying girl, Meng Feifan's heart is both pain and chagrin.

Mi Xiaoqiao twisted over, didn't look at him, or cried.

"I'm not good, but I swear I didn't mean to bully you." Meng Feifan was anxious. He turned her around to face himself and said sincerely, "Xiao Qiao, why don't you bite me too, anywhere."

What the hell is that? Mi Xiaoqiao gave him a tearful look and said, "I don't want to bite you. You have to promise not to bully me like this in the future."

Seeing that she was finally willing to speak, Meng Feifan thought a little better. Hearing her say so, he couldn't help smiling bitterly: "Xiao Qiao, do you really think I'm bullying you?"

"Aren't you?" Mi Xiaoqiao covered his face with both hands, and tears fell down again: "I don't have a father, and my mother is caught now. I have nothing. I just want to work hard and pay off your money. Don't do this..."

"Well, I won't bully you. I promise I won't bully you in the future. Don't cry anymore." Meng Fanfan sighed helplessly and obediently raised his hand to surrender.

He was really afraid of her crying. Every time she shed tears, it seemed that something hit his heart heavily, making his heart ache.

"That's all right, president. I promise I'll work hard in the future." Mi Xiaoqiao wiped his tears and said solemnly.

Er, this ghost girl, is her thinking too jumping? It's hard for ordinary people to adapt.

Meng Feifan rubbed his temples with laughter and laughter. Sometimes he really wondered whether she was too smart or too stupid? Did she really not feel it or pretended to be confused?

In such a simple sentence, they immediately opened the distance between them and stirred up the embarrassing but intimate and ambiguous atmosphere just now.

The little girl is still not ready to accept him. Alas, wait. He is willing to wait, but he can only wait

At work the next day, the two returned to their usual routine.

He was busy with his work, she did her things, and no one showed any difference. He is still the boss who dominates the mall and is resolute, and she is still the diligent, clever and clever secretary.

It seems that what happened last night never happened at all. It seems that it is just a dream.

After work, Meng Feifan pushed off a meal to meet with cooperative customers.

Such things, because of the relationship between MI Xiaoqiao, now he generally pushes and rarely participates.

Because when Mi Xiaoqiao first started to be his secretary, he took her out to socialize twice. And those two experiences made him very unhappy.

For the first time, some customers looked at Mi Xiaoqiao's undisguised appreciation and obsessed eyes, which made him want to block others' eyes with a black cloth immediately.

The second time, the president of the Asia Pacific region of the electronics group, who was more than half a century old, asked with salivation whether the Secretary could be transferred to him? Meng Feifan immediately coldly gave the lusty old man a tiger fist and left with MI Xiaoqiao.

From then on, he made up his mind not to let Mi Xiaoqiao touch such a festive occasion. And he himself, of course, rarely participated.

Generally, he will directly arrange Cheng bin to go on his behalf. If it is a very important business entertainment that he must attend in person, he will no longer take Mi Xiaoqiao with him, but reply to his previous work style. All the people around him are men.

Today is the case. He let Cheng bin go and drove Mi Xiaoqiao off work on time.

As usual, they sat in the car and didn't say anything.

Mi Xiaoqiao suddenly found that the car didn't go back to the villa at ordinary times, but drove to the downtown area.

"Mr. Meng, don't we go back to Jingyuan villa?" she asked strangely.

"No return." simple and indifferent words, standard Meng extraordinary style.

As soon as he heard Mi Xiaoqiao calling him president Meng, he would be very unhappy, and the temperature on his face would drop several degrees on the spot. Especially in the non work place where there is no other person, he has no good face when he hears her shouting.

"Where are you going?" asked Mi Xiaoqiao again.

"You'll know when you arrive." Meng Fanfan's tone is still cold.

Mi Xiaoqiao was stunned and asked again reluctantly, "didn't Cheng tezhu go to the dinner at the phoenix garden?"

Silly girl, why are you talking so much today? Meng Feifan frowned and stopped talking.

Who knows, MI Xiaoqiao suddenly tooted his mouth and said wrongfully, "do you have to go? You know I don't like eating on that occasion."

"Miss, which of your ears heard that I was going to take you out to dinner?" Meng Feifan stared at her unbearably, slid the car into the underground parking lot and issued a faint order: "get off."

"Then what are we going to do..." the slow responders really have no choice, and the silly girl is still asking persistently.

"What clothes did you like yesterday? Go and buy them." Meng Feifan interrupts her gently and takes her hand and goes out.

"Ah?" Mi Xiaoqiao didn't expect to take her to buy clothes. He was stunned and said, "I don't buy. I have enough clothes."

"Don't worry, you don't have to pay." Meng Feifan looked at her with a narrow smile in his bright black eyes.

"Then I won't go, and you don't have to give me clothes." Mi Xiaoqiao stopped and made a solemn statement.

"I didn't give it to you. Do you need to understand the work?" Meng Fanfan knew she would have this reaction and said lazily: "as my close secretary, you should dress more decent. I don't want people to think that Yaxiang's treatment is so poor and senior employees dress like a student sister who didn't go out of school."

"My working ability is not bad. What does it have to do with wearing clothes? I'm used to wearing them like this. If I really want to buy good clothes, I can't wear them out." the girl's self-esteem was damaged and her face turned red for a while.

"What I said is the need of work, that is to say, your current professional status requires you to dress up formally, just like some companies stipulate that female employees must wear light makeup at work. Therefore, this is the work arrangement, which you must listen to." Meng Fanfan sighed helplessly and moved out of the hard frame.

Mi Xiaoqiao was silent and suddenly smiled: "well, since the company is so good and wants to help me buy clothes, why don't I do it?"