Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"Well, let's try. Will you follow me?" Meng Fanfan Ling ran stared at her and smiled angrily: "Joel, I decided to let you accompany me tonight. What can you do?"

"Villain! You die!" Mi Xiaoqiao was finally angered by success, raised his hand again and hit him in the face impolitely.

This evening is the craziest, most impolite and most angry day of her life. Whether it was swearing or beating, it was beyond the limit she could make before.

She beat and cursed more people this evening than the total of her more than twenty years. She felt that her tongue was dead and her arm was going to be sore.

However, this time, Meng Feifan was on guard and didn't let her hit herself. Instead, he grabbed the girl's little hand, picked her up and threw her directly onto the big bed in the room.

Then, he began to relax his shirt and belt... The smooth movement was very natural and unrestrained, even with a few tempting sexuality.

Mi Xiaoqiao turned over and sat up, jumped out of bed and ran out. But she was immediately pulled back by Meng Feifan and put back on the soft bed.

Then he bullied her and trapped her under himself. Youyou asked, "Joel, do you hate me so much?"

"Yes! I hate you! The person I hate most in my life is you! The person I hate most is you! Meng Fanfan, if you are still human, don't touch me!" Mi Xiaoqiao felt that he was doomed tonight, but he still fought fiercely.

"Well, if you can't love me, let you hate me." Meng Fanfan bent his face and stared at the girl's delicate and beautiful face. In his deep dark eyes, too many complex emotions flashed. Finally, there was only a desolate self mockery: "let me take off your clothes? Or do you come by yourself?"

Mi Xiaoqiao stubbornly twisted his head, tightly closed his lips, didn't speak or look at him.

Meng Feifan sighed imperceptibly, hooked his head and kissed her deeply.

This kiss, unlike in the car so fierce, wild, but full of painful desire.

He kissed her tenderly and carefully. Just as Mi Xiaoqiao is now a fragile precious porcelain, he dare not be too fierce, but can only slowly feel her existence, cherish and kiss her with love.

Mi Xiaoqiao, however, only felt that he was experiencing the most unbearable suffering.

Her hand slowly leaned aside and touched a fruit knife on the bedside table. Just now she cut an apple with this knife. The blade hasn't closed yet, shining with a cold and bright light.

The girl suddenly grabbed the fruit knife in her hand and aimed at Meng extraordinary's body with a lightning speed.

Meng Feifan was surprised, slightly frowned and saw the fruit knife facing her shoulder and the girl's pale face as cold as knife light.

His black eyes flashed, and then he smiled faintly, sad and helpless: "you want to kill me for that man?"

"Yes, if you don't go, I'll fight with you!" Mi Xiaoqiao clenched his teeth and warned word by word.

"I won't go, Joel, even if you want to kill me, I won't go." Meng extraordinary said confidently, pressing his lips down hard and kissing her recklessly again.

"You... I really killed you..." Mi Xiaoqiao was angry. He felt that he really met a super scoundrel who was invulnerable. His wrist holding the knife trembled slightly and his voice trembled slightly.

"Kill me. If killing me can bring you back to me, I'd rather let you kill me." Meng Feifan said indifferently, kissing her with a lot of fury.

The tip of the knife cut the skin on his shoulder, red blood dripping down, and he didn't seem to feel the pain.

It seems that the only thing he has to do at this moment is to kiss her enough

Finally, MI Xiaoqiao was powerlessly defeated. The fruit knife was thrown aside and his clothes were torn apart.

At that moment, she endured tears for a long time and finally fell out of control.

She remembered the desperate cry when she was lying alone in Anya hospital, the heart and bone pain when the cold instrument entered her body, and the pain that could never be erased when she was forcibly taken off her child

Pain! so painful!

All the unforgettable memories rushed to her face, as if she had led her into the darkest and icy abyss, unable to breathe and think.

Mi Xiaoqiao curled up in pain, and tears fell down like broken beads, covering his face.

"Joe, does it hurt?" Meng Feifan stopped and looked at the girl who couldn't restrain herself from crying. In the beautiful eyes of black glass, there was endless tenderness and pity.

Although he hated her, he hated her as much as he loved her.

He thought more than once that if he saw her again one day, he must humiliate her in the most ruthless way and make her surrender to himself again in the strongest way. However, seeing her cry, he would still be distressed and soft hearted.

People's feelings are so complex and unpredictable that they can't even grasp them.

Sometimes the boundary between love and hate is so obvious, but sometimes it seems that there is only a line between them

Mi Xiaoqiao still didn't speak or open his eyes. He just felt deep sadness and pity for himself at the bottom of his heart.

Over the past four years, she has worked hard and made progress, hoping that one day when she appears in front of him again, she will have the most proud posture and the most powerful strength to protect herself, and will no longer be so weak and bullied.

She also thought that she had been reborn and that she was fully capable of resisting his tyranny and coldness. However, after she came back, she still couldn't escape being humiliated and tortured by him and the sad fate of "man-made knife and I'm fish".

This person, who once gave her the most ruthless harm, once cruelly crushed her heart into pieces, and still refuses to let her go? And let her suffer the deepest and heaviest humiliation.

Did she really owe him in her last life? To repay with the pain of this life?

Mi Xiaoqiao thought silently and cried silently.

She felt Meng Feifan gently kissing her tears and whispering her name over and over again. Her action became extremely soft, as if she was afraid of hurting her

Suddenly, she opened her eyes, dried her tears and stared at the man on her.

"Qiao'er, go back to me..." seeing that MI Xiaoqiao stopped crying, Meng Feifan was happy and sighed softly in her ear: "I really miss you, miss you so much..."