Romantic Prince Spoils His Consort

For a long time, Mencius Luo let Su Ying go.

Looking at her helpless expression, his hand gently stroked her chest and his tone was tough: "you can only pretend to be me here. Don't think of him again in the future!"

"I didn't... miss him!" Su Ying lowered her head in a panic, trying to avoid the man's deep and sharp eyes.

"Look at me!" Meng ziluo raised her chin with one hand, forcing her to look at herself: "Am I not good enough to you? I love you with all my heart and have pity on you. I have been waiting for you since you were 12 years old. I have never accommodated any other woman in my heart. I only think of you! What is he like? He has a woman he doesn't even remember clearly! Why can't you forget him? You still think of him after marrying me for so long. Do you know my heart How painful is it? "

"I've long forgotten! But you always have to mention that you remind me every day that I don't think of him at all!" Su Ying passively looked up at Mencius Luo, her voice trembled slightly, and crystal tears hung on her dark eyelashes.

"Have you really forgotten? Su Ying, don't lie to me. Who are you stunned for every day? Who are you often secretly crying for? You also go to tell Xiaoxiao that he is not bad and let Xiaoxiao help him... Su Ying, you are so affectionate and considerate to him. But have you thought about my feelings?" Meng ziluo's eyes were burning with anger. He loosened Su Ying's chin, but held her arm tightly.

"Ziluo... I've married you and will treat you wholeheartedly. Why don't you always believe me?" Su Ying said weakly, trying to break away from him.

"You said, how would a man feel when he heard his beloved wife calling another man's name in his dream?" Mencius Luo held her tighter and pinched Su Ying's arm.

"I... ziluo, I didn't mean it, you know... Stop talking, I beg you to stop talking!" Su Ying's face suddenly turned pale, and tears finally burst out uncontrollably.

Meng ziluo let Su Ying go, and she immediately fell on the bed.

Although she tried her best to suppress herself, the pain at the bottom of her heart hit fiercely, making her tears like beads on a broken line.

She cried so sadly that she was out of breath. Her black hair was scattered at the head of the bed, and her soft shoulders rose and fell with the cry, which made people feel pity.

But at the moment, Mencius Luo looked at Su Ying who was lying on the bed crying, and there was only more and more strong anger in his heart.

She cried so sad for another man that she couldn't put that man in her heart. She always loved that person.

All this, like a sharp knife, crossed Mencius Luo's heart, making him like a lump in his throat and burning with jealousy.

"Don't let me see you cry for him again!" he pulled Su Ying's body heavily, and Mencius Luo roughly tore open her clothes: "remember, I'm your man!"

"Ziluo, what are you doing... No, I don't want to..." Su Ying refused weakly, and tears poured out more madly.

"Hum! Don't you want to fulfill your obligations as a wife? Give you a chance to think about Xiao Moxuan all day? Su Ying, I'm not so great! You're mine! You'll always be mine! You can't escape!" Mencius Luo said angrily, took off his clothes three times and two times, and the whole person pressed Su Ying.