Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

What happened today really made her sad, angry and shocked. What makes her heart ache is that she always thought that the best and pure first love and the most precious and unforgettable memory began with a scam.

Even if Xia Lingfei treated her so ruthlessly later, she never hated him. He always keeps a perfect imagination and treasures him in the bottom of his heart.

However, all this is false. He approached her and fell in love with her, both false and purposeful. Even his mother's final accident was his design.

What a terrible and hypocritical person. Only a fool like her can immerse herself in such false tenderness and become a laughing stock in the eyes of people like Xia Yufei

Mi Xiaoqiao thought in silence. He crossed his fingers and squeezed everything tightly, as if he could give himself some strength

"Don't you worry about being bullied to death?" suddenly, Meng Feifan opened his mouth unhappily, his eyes dark and gloomy.

Yes, he is very angry! Not only because the little girl really got involved with the man and was caught by others, but also because she had no power to parry in the face of other people's abuse and even scolding.

If he doesn't arrive in time, is she really ready to wait there and let others slap her in the face?

Alas, I'm angry when I think about it. This grinding little girl can't let him rest assured

"You also said that she is a shrew. Why do I care so much about shrews?" Mi Xiaoqiao was stunned for a moment and explained softly.

She didn't expect Meng Feifan to be angry about it. She thought he would be so unhappy only when he heard that she was "caught" with Xia Lingfei. Who knows, what he cares more is that he seems to be bullied by others

Although this proud and conceited man looks cold, he really cares about himself

On such a thought, MI Xiaoqiao's heart was suddenly warm, and the injury and grievance he had just suffered seemed to disappear all at once.

She gently put her little hand on the back of Meng extraordinary's hand and rubbed it. She said softly, "OK, OK, don't be angry. I'll take care of myself. No one can bully me."

The girl's warm words and soft words flowed into Meng Feifan's upset and hot heart like a cool spring. The anger in his heart dissipated more than half magically, and his face eased unconsciously.

He turned to look at Mi Xiaoqiao, but found that her ruddy lips were slightly swollen, and there were some ambiguous marks on her white cheeks

Meng Feifan suddenly tightened his fingers holding the steering wheel, and the fire that had just been pressed suddenly rushed up fiercely, and burned more vigorously.

He looked at Mi Xiaoqiao with a tight face. His voice was as cold as the wind knife in winter: "what's the matter with you?"

"He... Didn't do much..." Mi Xiaoqiao hesitated for a moment and lowered his eyes with some guilt.

The man is so jealous that she is not allowed to dance with others. She can't tell that Xia Lingfei kissed her just now.

"Go back and wash your face, especially your mouth!" Meng Feifan said coldly and said nothing.

But the speed of the car obviously soared, "whoosh, whoosh" passed one after another, as if venting his inner anger

Back to the villa, MI Xiaoqiao hurried into the bathroom and washed seriously. Otherwise, she also feels uncomfortable.

Out of the bathroom, he saw Meng Feifan sitting by her bed, still with a black face of Bao Gong, as if someone owed him a large account and refused to pay it back.

Mi Xiaoqiao went over and sat down next to him. He took his hand in a coquettish way: "are you really angry?"

"What do you say?" Meng Feifan looked down at the girl's beautiful and moving face and asked in a stuffy way.

"You are the only one in my heart." Mi Xiaoqiao sighed slightly, hugged him gently with open arms, and put his head into his generous chest: "now, are you still angry?"

"It seems that there is still a little..." Meng Feifan said quietly.

Mi Xiaoqiao raised his head, pecked playfully on his cheek, and asked, "now?"

"Not enough..." Meng Feifan's lips aroused an imperceptible smile, but he still remained motionless.

Mi Xiaoqiao smiled with a smile. His jade lotus root like arm finally hooked his neck and gently kissed his lips: "well, let's go..."

The girl's soft red lips were sent to Meng Feifan's lips with the fragrance of flowers like spring. Meng Feifan's heart immediately jumped wildly, and the calm moment that she had carefully disguised just now collapsed.

He hugged her with his back hand, firmly caught her sweet lips like nectar, changed from passive to active, and kissed her enthusiastically

They were intoxicated with the fire like passion. Meng Feifan's breath gradually hurried up. Suddenly, they tried their best to overwhelm the girl on the soft big bed behind her.

"No, don't..." Mi Xiaoqiao suddenly woke up from his beautiful dream and panicked to stop him.

"Qiao'er, I want you." Meng Feifan grabbed the girl's hands and pushed them. He was not willing to leave her at all, but became more overbearing.

"No! No, I don't want to... Woo, how can you do this?" Mi Xiaoqiao dodged anxiously and flustered, with a cry of fear in his voice.

"Well, I'm not like this. Don't cry, don't cry..." Meng Feifan reluctantly released her and gasped.

Mi Xiaoqiao quickly sat up and sorted out his clothes. Meng Feifan smiled bitterly, rushed into the bathroom, opened the cold water valve and let the cold water column extinguish his burning heat

When he came out, his hair was still dripping wet.

It's late autumn. The cool air is very heavy at night, but he still takes a shower with cold water... When Mi Xiaoqiao saw it, he felt sorry again. He walked over and said, "fan, are you unhappy?"

"No..." Meng Feifan said two words faintly, but the little depression in his heart could not dissipate.

In that case, he believed that a man would not stop, but he just held back and didn't go on. Because he was too afraid that the little white rabbit would cry.

Alas, what a wronged man

"Fan, I'm sorry, I don't love you... But I'm really afraid..." Mi Xiaoqiao clings to Meng Feifan and looks up at him. In his big black and white eyes, there is a bright soft light: "wait for me, okay? Later... I'm not afraid, I must..."

"I know, of course I'll wait for you." Meng Fanfan sighed with an inaudible sigh, stretched out his arm to hold the timid girl in his arms, and said softly, "little Qiao, you're my favorite girl. I'll wait until you're not afraid... Believe me, I'll take care of you all my life."