Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Joel? What's the matter? Has something happened?" hearing her voice wrong, Meng Feifan immediately got nervous and anxiously explained: "isn't it this time of day that I call you? It's just morning in America. The first thing I do when I get up is to call you first."

Mi Xiaoqiao remembered that her day was actually Meng Feifan's night. When she waited anxiously, he should be the time to dream safely.

Indeed, he calls her almost at this time every day. It's just that she was so upset and confused today that she forgot their normal rules.

However, when she thought that Xiao Bingjie was not clear about him and had answered his phone so openly and proudly, her heart was still blocked. She asked, "why is Xiao Bingjie also in the United States? Why didn't you tell me this? Why did she answer when I first called you?"

"You called me?" Meng Feifan was very surprised. He frowned and asked, "when?"

"It's almost noon on our side. She said you slept." Mi Xiaoqiao thought more and more depressed, and said angrily, "why is she there when you sleep?"

"Oh, I talked about things a little late at my father's side last night. When I came over, I found that my phone had been forgotten by him. I was going to get it again this morning. Unexpectedly, Xiao Bingjie sent it to me later." Meng Fanfan thought about it and suddenly realized: "did you just call at that time? Joel, I didn't listen to Xiao Bingjie."

"Of course she won't say it. She wants us to stop talking from now on." Mi Xiaoqiao said angrily. The anger in his heart still didn't come together and asked maliciously, "why did Xiao Bingjie go to the United States with you? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"I didn't know until I got on the plane. I said that the TV station arranged her to make an exclusive interview for the meeting. I didn't think it was a big deal, so I didn't tell you." Meng Feifan paused and asked with concern, "Joel, are you angry?"

"You've all been going in and out there these days." Mi Xiaoqiao snorted bitterly, and he could hear the strong jealousy in the words.

"Where is it? I seldom talk to her. My father usually talks to her." Meng Fanfan knows that the little girl is jealous and said with a spoiled smile: "Joe, don't be angry. I really don't talk to her more than three words a day. Don't you know? My eyes don't feel any other women except you now."

"However, she answered the phone instead of you, which made me uncomfortable for a long time..." Mi Xiaoqiao said with a mouth.

Although Meng Feifan has explained to her with good words, he thinks that there is a beautiful snake around him, and he doesn't know how many days to stay? Her heart was still depressed and full of depression.

"Joel, I'm sorry. I'm too careless. You don't like others to answer my phone, so I won't let others touch my phone anymore." Meng Feifan said sincerely.

"Either don't let others touch, or don't want Xiao Bingjie to touch!" Mi Xiaoqiao said bluntly.

"OK, don't let her touch my phone again." Meng Feifan smiled with a good temper.

The little girl showed such jealousy in front of him for the first time. He didn't think there was anything bad, but had a gratifying sense of happiness. Because this proves that the little girl's heart cares about him more and more.

"Anyway, you can't talk to her more. There are more than three sentences every day. It's better not to say a word!" Mi Xiaoqiao explained solemnly again.

"OK, not a word." Meng Fanfan also solemnly promised, and then said in a low voice: "Joel, I miss you so much."

The corners of MI Xiaoqiao's mouth aroused a playful smile: "then come back quickly."

"I wish I could fly back to you now." Meng Feifan smiled gently and asked softly, "Joel, what gift do you want?"

"Alas, I don't want anything. I just want you to come back early." Mi Xiaoqiao sighed slightly, feeling a little disappointed at the bottom of his heart.

She did feel so lonely when he was not at home. Especially after his mother came here and made a fuss, she missed him even more.

"Joe, don't be sad. Soon, the negotiation has been going on almost. I'll be back in two days at most." Meng Feifan comforted her carefully.

"Well, let's get busy and I'll go to bed," said Mi Xiaoqiao softly.

"OK, baby, good night." Meng Feifan said goodbye to her gently.

Because of Meng Feifan's timely phone call, MI Xiaoqiao's heart was much more peaceful and stable, and soon fell asleep safely.

Yes, she should have enough trust and confidence in their feelings. Even if Meng Feifan's parents and Xiao Bingjie obstruct or make waves again, she should not have the slightest doubt about him

Meng Feifan put down the phone and just put on his coat and was ready to go out, he heard a soft knock outside the door.

"Come in." he said two words faintly, and guessed that the person coming might be Xiao Bingjie again.

In the past few days in the United States, Xiao Bingjie seems to automatically turn her own identity into his secretary. She goes to her room early in the morning and asks him to go downstairs for breakfast.

He knew that the little girl didn't like Xiao Bingjie, so he had been very cold to Xiao Bingjie, and even made it clear that she didn't have to call him so warmly.

However, Xiao Bingjie didn't care at all. She still smiled and appeared outside his room on time every morning, leaving him speechless.

Today, after listening to what the little girl said, Meng Feifan's heart had more unspeakable resentment against Xiao Bingjie.

He answered his phone without saying it. He even hid the fact that the little girl had called him. It made the little girl so sad. It really made him angry.

When the door opened, Xiao Bingjie, who was really dressed up, stood outside the door, smiling and charming: "extraordinary, OK? Uncle asked me to ask you to go down for breakfast."

"Last night you answered the phone that Xiao Qiao called me?" Meng Feifan ignored her passionate words and spoke coldly.

"Er... Yes, when I took my cell phone from my uncle to send it to you, she just called, and I took it by the way." Xiao Bingjie's bright smile on her face disappeared a little, but soon bloomed again, even more beautiful and moving: "extraordinary, we'd better hurry, otherwise my uncle will have to wait in a hurry."