Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

He went outside and sat down on the sofa. Mi Xiaoqiao brought him a bottle of mineral water and said softly, "tired, drink some water."

"Hehe, how did you become so gentle today?" he took the water and opened it for a drink. Meng Feifan raised Yingting's sword eyebrows and looked at her.

"If you're not used to it, I'll be fierce and go back." Mi Xiaoqiao pursed his mouth angrily.

"No, don't change back. I just like you." Meng Fanfan patted the sofa around him and said with a smile: "Joe, come and sit with me."

"I don't want to sit," said Mi Xiaoqiao.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." Meng Feifan smiled. The smile was like a Wang of spring water scattered with sparkling soft waves: "you see, I've been busy repairing your water pipe for so long and I'm tired. Shouldn't you reward me?"

"How to treat you? I'll treat you to dinner and cook it at home." Mi Xiaoqiao thought and said.

"Don't worry, I'm not hungry yet. If you sit with me first, I won't be tired." Meng Feifan smiled like a liar.

"Well, I'll sit with you." Mi Xiaoqiao pondered a little and solemnly declared, "but don't play any tricks. We'll just sit and chat. We can't do anything else."

"Joe, what are you thinking?" Meng Feifan couldn't help laughing. "I told you to sit with me, but I didn't say anything else. Do you expect to do anything else?"

"Nonsense! I'm warning you not to be ill intentioned." Mi Xiaoqiao glared at him fiercely, and his cheeks flashed pink like peach flowers, but he still went to the sofa and sat down.

As soon as she sat down, Meng Feifan gently hugged her in her arms.

"What are you doing? Didn't you agree to just chat?" Mi Xiaoqiao pushed him angrily.

"Joe, don't be angry. I just want to hold you." Meng Fanfan hugged her tightly and sighed in her ear. "Really, just hold it. I listen to you in everything else."

Listening to his sad and pleading tone, MI Xiaoqiao felt soft and didn't push him away.

The two quietly snuggled together and sat down with emotion for a long time. No one spoke again, as if afraid to destroy such a warm and quiet atmosphere.

Until the bell rang at twelve outside the window, MI Xiaoqiao was surprised, pushed him away and said, "Oh, it's twelve o'clock, and I haven't cooked yet."

"Do you want me to do it for you?" Meng Feifan smiled and said.

"No, you've been busy repairing the water pipe for so long. Stop now and I'll cook." Mi Xiaoqiao stood up and turned back to explain seriously: "however, don't think my cooking is not delicious. I'm not prepared for anything. I can only deal with it simply."

"It doesn't matter, as long as you don't make me so many eggs to eat." Meng Fanfan jokingly raised the corners of his lips and showed his white and neat teeth. His style is very charming.

He said that when Mi Xiaoqiao helped him cook for the first time in Jingyuan villa, he beat an egg soup and steamed an egg. There was too much vinegar in the egg soup, which almost made people lose their teeth. The steamed egg didn't master the heat and became strange

Hearing Meng Feifan's remark, MI Xiaoqiao couldn't help thinking of that time's cooking to make a fool of himself. His little face was slightly hot and said angrily: "don't be picky. To tell the truth, I really only have eggs here today."

She went to the kitchen to be busy. First she cooked and then she chose dishes to wash.

Using the ready-made materials in the kitchen, she fried a plate of ham sausage, a plate of green bean horn, a cold cucumber and a laver egg soup. After these are done, the rice is just cooked.

Mi Xiaoqiao put the food on the humble table and went out to call Meng Feifan to eat, but he found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Maybe he is overworked and asleep these days. He can also see his dark and strong sword eyebrow frowning slightly. His lips were tight and his face looked a little tired, but he still couldn't hide his bewitching beauty.

On his forehead, the scar she left him a few days ago was still bruised and dark, which made people feel sour.

Compared with when he was awake, MI Xiaoqiao liked to see him sleeping.

The clear and handsome face has no usual arrogance and domineering, but shows a childlike innocence and serenity.

Watching, MI Xiaoqiao couldn't help sitting down, raised his hand and gently stroked his handsome and charming face. But unexpectedly, as soon as she touched his skin, her little hand was firmly held by him, and the whole person was held in his arms.

"OK, so you're pretending to sleep..." Mi Xiaoqiao cried discontentedly, like a thief who was caught stealing on the spot, blushing and beating him.

"No, I was asleep, but as soon as you came to me, I woke up." Meng Feifan opened his eyes and showed a warm smile like a spring breeze.

"Wake up and eat. The meal is ready." Mi Xiaoqiao stood up with his hand.

Following the girl to the restaurant, Meng Feifan immediately expressed exaggerated appreciation: "it's delicious at first sight. Joel, your craft is really getting better and better."

"Ha ha, taste it first and then speak." Mi Xiaoqiao smiled. Although he knew that his praise was not trustworthy, he still felt sweet in his heart.

After a simple and warm lunch, MI Xiaoqiao cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and the kitchen.

Meng Feifan was not idle, and carefully checked the circuits, switches, fuses and other things in the whole house for her, and told her: if you encounter such faults again in the future, you must call him first.

After everything was finished, Meng Feifan refused to go because his shoes were not dry and he couldn't go out.

Mi Xiaoqiao had no choice but to let him stay here and take a nap. The treatment was still sofa.

In this way, they stayed in the house without TV all day.

In the evening, they went out to buy vegetables together. Meng Feifan personally cooks, while Mi Xiaoqiao gives him a hand. He is lively, talking and laughing, as if he has returned to the original closeness and harmony.

In fact, such a plain and warm life is what Mi Xiaoqiao likes.

She did not yearn for a rich and dignified life. She felt tired and not suitable for herself in such a calculating and intriguing day.

Therefore, although it seems good to get along with Meng Feifan now, just think of his cold and arrogant family and the indelible harm his family once caused to himself. Mi Xiaoqiao had some warm hearts and would immediately calm down and restore all his reason.