Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

"He... Is very nice to me, but it's just because we are old acquaintances..." Mi Xiaoqiao couldn't help biting her lips and thinking of Meng Feifan, her heart was more tangled and uneasy.

"Xiao Qiao, can we start dating on the premise of marriage?" Mo Wenxuan gently held her hand and said softly: "what Angela said just now, in fact, is exactly what I want to say to you."

"Mr. Mo, it's too sudden. I... I don't know. I have to think about it..." Mi Xiaoqiao was completely confused and stammered.

Facing such a deep and direct confession that she has always regarded him as a high-quality man like relatives and benefactors, she seems unable to firmly refuse him as she did to Xu Jie and ye Yangfan.

I only felt confused and confused in my heart, as if it was once again crowded with confusion. Subconsciously, she was a little greedy for the warmth and steadiness that he could give her?

"Hehe, I won't ask you to give me an answer immediately. I just hope you don't put me too far away." Mo Wenxuan said deeply and sincerely, extending his arms to hold the beautiful girl in his arms: "Xiao Qiao, I won't say a lot of sweet words, but please believe me, I will give you happiness."

Mi Xiaoqiao really felt his brain was dizzy again. Listening to his affectionate narration, he felt his warm and jade like intimacy.

She seems to have entered the dream world of confusion and loss. For a time, she forgot her reaction and thought

Until Mo Wenxuan couldn't help bending down his face and wanted to gently give her a confession kiss, MI Xiaoqiao suddenly woke up from his sleep like a frightened child and broke free from his arms in a panic: "sorry, Mr. Mo, I'm not ready yet, please give me some time..."

"It doesn't matter, I can wait." Mo Wenxuan didn't show too much embarrassment or disappointment, but gently and naturally comforted Mi Xiaoqiao: "Xiaoqiao, don't worry, anyway, the original tacit understanding and trust between us will not change. Even if you think clearly in the future and don't choose me, all our existing relationships will not be affected."

He has a strong momentum of being as quiet as water and as calm as a mountain, which is also easy to infect the people around him.

Looking at his gentle and frank smile, MI Xiaoqiao was relieved in an instant. She had a strange feeling that she would not be hurt with such a person.

At this time, Mo Anqi ran over happily, clapped her hands excitedly and cheered: "oh yeah! Dad hugged aunt! Dad kissed aunt!"

Mi Xiaoqiao's face turned into a burning cloud in the sky, feeling ashamed.

"Angie, don't fool around." this time, Mo Wenxuan resolutely stopped his daughter, got up and said, "let's go. Let's go somewhere else."

The three men went to other places in the valley for an afternoon. They didn't return to the foot of the mountain until the sun set. After having dinner in a farm not far from the city, Mo Wenxuan sent Mi Xiaoqiao home first.

When the car drove to the downstairs of MI Xiaoqiao's house, they all saw Meng Feifan's car and his people. Standing quietly in front of the car, the lonely figure seems a little lonely. I don't know how long he has been here?

Mo Wenxuan calmly got off the bus, greeted Meng Feifan politely, and left with Mo Anqi first.

Mi Xiaoqiao looked at Meng Feifan and went upstairs without saying a word. Meng Feifan also didn't say anything and went upstairs with her.

After entering the door, MI Xiaoqiao changed his slippers and sat down on the sofa tired and didn't want to move.

Meng Feifan asked softly, "very tired?"

"HMM." Mi Xiaoqiao nodded.

"Do you want to drink water?" Meng Feifan asked again.

"I want to drink it, but I don't seem to have boiled water in the morning," said Mi Xiaoqiao lazily.

Looking at the empty thermos, Meng Fanfan sighed imperceptibly and went to the kitchen to boil water for her. When the water was ready, he filled it in a teacup, iced it in cold water, tried not to scald his mouth, and then brought it out to her.

Mi Xiaoqiao took it and drank it all at once. Meng Feifan put the tea cup for her, sat down and gently hugged her: "Joel, where did you play today?"

For a long time, Meng Feifan didn't hear the girl speak. He looked down in surprise, but saw Mi Xiaoqiao crying quietly, and his tears had been flowing silently on his face.

He suddenly became nervous and asked eagerly, "what's the matter? What happened? Joel, have you been wronged?"

"Why did you go to the United States? Why did you have a car accident? Why did you ignore me?" Little Joe hysterically vented, as if he had become an unreasonable madman, beating and tearing him recklessly: "otherwise, nothing would have happened, everything would be fine! I wouldn't be so painful now! I hate you! I hate you..."

"Yes, it's all my fault! It's all my fault! Hit me and scold me! As long as you can reduce a little pain, you can do anything to me." Meng Feifan sighed deeply and hugged the crazy girl into his arms.

That day, MI Xiaoqiao vented heartily for a long time. Until he was exhausted and hoarse, he washed and went to bed listlessly.

Meng Feifan sat by the bed and watched her fall asleep. He washed and dried all her clothes for her. Finally, he left with full of sadness and bitterness.

He didn't know what their relationship was now?

He seemed to be as close and casual as his relatives. He took care of her, served her and did these things for her like a housewife and man. He felt so natural and willing.

However, it seems difficult for the two hearts to get closer.

The deep and painful trauma seems to exist forever and cannot be healed, which makes it difficult for them to return to the intimacy and happiness when they fell in love.

Even today, he can only watch her play with others and take other people's children from morning to night. He waited silently and didn't dare to say anything.

Maybe the little girl is really like a relative to him now.

She will trust him, speak and do things in front of him, and will not do more defense. However, he is no longer regarded as a lover who can rely on and love all his life.

What can he do? He would never force her or force her again.

He regarded the little girl as a treasure. She had been hurt too much. He couldn't bear to let her feel a trace of depression or embarrassment again.

The only thing he can do now is to be good to her and then be good to he