Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Sooner or later, you don't have to face these. Your mother doesn't like me. It's not like this today, and it will still be like this in the future." Mi Xiaoqiao sobbed in a low voice.

"Alas, I don't know why my mother treats you like this. However, whether she likes you or not, I will love you well, and my determination to be with you will not change." Meng Fanfan sighed gently and coaxed her patiently: "Joel, don't cry any more, okay? Do you know? My heart will break when you cry."

Under his gentle appeasement, MI Xiaoqiao gradually stopped crying and leaned quietly in his arms, like a docile and obedient kitten.

"Joe, I heard that you are not feeling well today. Are you better now? Do you want to see a doctor?" Meng Feifan bowed his head and kissed her lovingly.

"It's all right. It's all right now. My stomach is still uncomfortable." Mi Xiaoqiao said lightly.

"You have a stomach problem. You really need to find someone to have a good look. How can you always feel uncomfortable?" Meng Feifan said. He suddenly remembered that he hasn't had dinner yet, so he asked: "what did you eat in the evening? Go down with me and have some more."

"The sweet potato porridge at Feifei's house was specially made for me by her mother. It's delicious. I'm full and don't want to eat any more." Mi Xiaoqiao replied honestly.

"Feifei is not at home, but you have stayed in her house for so long. Alas, you tortured little villain, you are full, and I haven't eaten anything yet." Meng Fanfan was jealous and gnawed at her lips.

"Then go eat quickly and let Aunt Liu make some for you," said Mi Xiaoqiao.

"You go with me." Meng Feifan stood up and took her hand to go.

"I won't go. I'm a little tired today." Mi Xiaoqiao shook his head and said.

Meng Feifan looked at her face and was really tired. He didn't force her to go down to dinner by himself.

Although he slept all afternoon, MI Xiaoqiao still felt depressed and weak. He washed at will and went to bed first.

When Meng Feifan came up, he saw that MI Xiaoqiao had been lying in bed and couldn't help laughing: "Joe, you're really positive today."

"I've always wanted to sleep," said Mi Xiaoqiao lazily.

"Then I have to go to bed early with you." Meng Feifan said with a smile.

After bathing, Meng Feifan got into the quilt and lay down next to MI Xiaoqiao. He gently hugged her in his arms and kissed her affectionately.

The girl's soft, baby like skin has a faint cream aroma and a charming smell that belongs to her alone.

After a while, Meng Feifan's breath hurried up and began to pull Mi Xiaoqiao's pajamas.

"No, I don't want to......" Mi Xiaoqiao whispered to stop him.

"But I think." Meng Feifan said overbearing, rolled over and pressed her, and kissed her again.

"I really don't want to. I said I'm tired today!" Mi Xiaoqiao pushed him away impatiently, opened his eyes and said, "do you only care about yourself and don't think about me?"

Meng Feifan saw that she was really unhappy and didn't dare to continue to mess around. He had to hold her gently and sighed and said, "Joe, you have a big temper today."

"If someone says that about you, together with your family and your mother, will you have a good temper? I'm afraid you have a worse temper than me." Mi Xiaoqiao said angrily.

"Oh, Joel, that's my mother's bad. I also apologized to you. Don't count on me anymore." Meng Fanfan knew that she was still angry with her mother and comforted her with good words.

Mi Xiaoqiao hummed noncommittally and didn't speak.

"But Joe, I heard you beat Xiao Bingjie today. How did she provoke you? You're so powerful?" Meng Fanfan was surprised when he thought of the afternoon.

"She has always been bad with me. She has been aiming at me since she was a child. Today, she goes too far to say how my mother and I are. I can't bear it, so I slapped her." Mi Xiaoqiao said angrily.

"Hehe, I didn't expect my Joe to get angry. It's so majestic." Meng Fanfan saw her look like she was angry and provoked me to die. She felt cute and a little funny. She hugged her in her arms with doting eyes.

"But your mother doesn't like me any more. She says I'm not educated and not a lady." Mi Xiaoqiao still has a pink mouth and a unhappy face.

At the thought of Tang Liru's domineering, mean and ruthless appearance today, her heart was chilly.

"Forget it, don't mention them. Joel, just remember, I really love you. No matter what others think of you or say about you, you are my favorite Joel." Meng Feifan looked at the words and turned to the unhappy point. He quickly hugged her and expressed his deep feelings.

"Your mother said she would never allow you to marry me." Mi Xiaoqiao snuggled up to his broad and strong chest and said faintly.

"Joe, don't worry. My parents' opinions can't influence me. I will marry you and you must marry me." Meng Fanfan kissed her and said with great certainty: "in this life, I will only love you and want you."

"However, it's always bad if your family doesn't agree..." Mi Xiaoqiao is still not very happy.

All the unexpected things that happened today always made her vaguely worried and uneasy.

It seems that their future happiness is covered with a thin shadow and becomes illusory, no longer so real, reliable and within reach.

"Nothing, but, Joel, you are the one I love. My marriage will be decided by myself, and no one can interfere." Meng Fanfan kissed her again, reassured her with the most firm and strong attitude, and then changed the topic: "how did you come back today?"

"Meet a kind-hearted person and take a ride from others." Mi Xiaoqiao said faintly.

"Kind person? Who would be so kind now?" Meng Feifan immediately became alert, tightened his eyebrows and said, "Joe, shouldn't he also have ulterior motives for you?"

Indeed, the car owners in and out of that area are either rich or expensive.

He remembered that the first time he met the little white rabbit was outside the Lin shop. The little white rabbit smiled and waved to give him a ride.

From then on, her beautiful and moving figure and delicate and flexible appearance were deeply engraved in his mind and could never be forgotten.

Today, did the silly little rabbit repeat the scene outside the Lin's shop that day? Don't you want to fascinate others and even fantasize

Well, just think about it, why is it so uncomfortable?