Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"After talking, ha ha, Xiao Qiao, you should work hard in the future." Ding Qi stood up with a smile.

"Of course, I will." Mi Xiaoqiao said briskly and looked at Meng extraordinary with gratitude.

It seems that he really didn't screw things up and didn't expose the fact that they had "cohabited" in front of her mother.

Mi Xiaoqiao was foolishly happy, but he didn't know that among the three, her mother and Meng Feifan had already talked openly. Only she is the most ignorant one who doesn't know the truth.

When I separated from my mother, I thought that my mother, who was nearly half a hundred years old, would spend a long ten years in this humble and gloomy prison. When I came out, my temples might be gray. Mi Xiaoqiao's heart began to be sad again, but he tried not to cry.

On the way back, she became very silent, closed her eyes and leaned wearily against the back of the seat, as if she were going to sleep.

Meng Feifan didn't say anything, just opened the CD and let the quiet and soothing piano music flow quietly in the car.

This kind of flowing music is suitable for people to relax their hearts and stabilize their emotions.

However, listening, MI Xiaoqiao couldn't help feeling ups and downs, and his memory surged into his heart like a flood that opened the gate.

She began to learn the piano at the age of four. At that time, her mother was not as busy as later. Every Sunday, my mother will take her to the piano teacher's home to learn the piano. Usually at home, she will strictly supervise her to practice the piano every day.

Later, my father died. Under the heartbreaking blow, my mother never relaxed her discipline of practicing the piano.

Under her mother's almost harsh supervision, she passed the children's music examination and piano level 10 when she graduated from primary school, and won countless awards in various piano competitions.

Now, listening to these familiar and beautiful melodies, I aftertaste the little things I have walked with my mother over the years. Mi Xiaoqiao couldn't help but feel hurt. Tears finally slipped out of his eyes like crystal pearls, and gradually more and more

Although Meng Feifan didn't turn his head to look, he knew by feeling that the girl around him must have cried again.

He didn't say anything, but freed up one arm of the driver and hugged the girl who was trembling with tears into his arms.

This time, MI Xiaoqiao didn't hide.

Do not know is too tired or too lonely? At the moment, she felt that his broad chest was so warm, and his unique charm breath made her feel so relieved and secure.

Like a stray cat that has been wandering for a long time, he finally found a harbor where he can rest. Mi Xiaoqiao obediently leaned against Meng Feifan's shoulder and cried incisively and vividly.

The girl's heartbroken cry made Meng extraordinary's heart break. He pulled the car over to the side of the road and quietly hugged her, letting her vent her inner depression and sadness in her arms.

Until her cry gradually weakened and turned into intermittent choking, he gently patted her back and said softly, "well, don't cry. In the future, don't be afraid of anything. I'll take good care of you and never make you sad again."

Eh? Why are these words so familiar? Every time I have nightmares, it seems that there is such a warm and broad embrace, gently hugging her and gently saying to her: don't be afraid, I'm here.

She always thought it was her dream, but at the moment, the scene in the dream seemed to be intact and become a reality. Is it him who comforts and cares for her every time in his dream?

Mi Xiaoqiao raised his head in surprise and disbelief: "Mr. Meng, is that you? Every time I have a nightmare, it seems that someone appears. Is that you?"

"Do you still call me president Meng?" Meng Feifan raised his eyebrows noncommittally, spoiled his fingers to wipe away the messy tears on her cheeks, and warned: "little fool, let me hear you call me again in the future, and I have to punish you well."

"Then what should I call you?" Mi Xiaoqiao lowered his butterfly like beautiful eyelashes and asked in a low voice.

"Call me fan or extraordinary, which is only your special title." Meng extraordinary said indisputably, lowered her head and printed a soft kiss on her trembling eyes: "Little Joe, my Joe, tell me."

"I... I can't speak." Mi Xiaoqiao blushed and lowered his head.

How can you call a man like that? Moreover, a moment ago, she regarded him as her serious and cold immediate boss.

Although now, it's different. However, she, who has always been quiet and shy, is still embarrassed to call him that. She feels like calling her own pet

"No, I want to hear it!" Meng Feifan's tone became overbearing again. He wrapped her tightly in his arms and threatened brightly: "otherwise, I won't let you go. I'll kiss you here all the time."

"... fan, extraordinary..." Mi Xiaoqiao summoned up the courage to shout, but his eyes were shy and didn't dare to look at him.

"Really good." Meng Feifan hooked her lips with satisfaction, picked up her beautiful and moving little face like a rose and said in a low voice, "but I still want to kiss you."

"Why don't you keep your word?" Mi Xiaoqiao puffed his mouth discontentedly.

"Who made you never let me kiss you well? Now, of course, I have to make up for it." Meng Fanfan smiled badly, bent down his face, and his lips gently fell on her bright red cherry mouth.

This is the first time that the two people are honest with each other and kiss each other.

He didn't force her, and she didn't refuse him. Both of them devote themselves wholeheartedly. Their tenderness is like water and lingering endlessly. It's like flying to the best heaven

For a long time, he was willing to let go of her, smiled and said, "you promised to accompany me all day today. We'll have dinner first, then go to Happy Valley and go to the movies in the evening."

"You really don't work today?" asked Mi Xiaoqiao. His big misty eyes were as drunk as a cup of freshly brewed wine.

"I wanted to go back to work, but now I've changed my mind." Meng Feifan's smile on his lips spread slightly, and his dark eyes were full of soft light, enchanting thousands of people: "today, I'm going to have a good date with you."

On that day, like every couple in love, they went to many places together and left their happy figures and footprints in every romantic place.

After watching the film, it's nearly midnight. Back to the Jingyuan villa, Aunt Liu is still waiting for them.

The sharp eyed Aunt Liu found that the young master and young lady came back hand in hand today. She was as happy as drinking a cup of sweet honey. She smiled and said, "young master, young lady, you're back. Do you want to have a snack? I'll help you do it."