The sky-high cute baby, the president's daddy delivered it to the door

Chapter 2682 The Princess and the Prince

Is this really a castle?
The place where the princess and the good prince live in fairy tales.

Moving timidly, stepping on the soft carpet, Mo Xiaobai became inexplicably nervous.

Fear that this is a dream, fleeting.

"Do you like it?" Meng Zhanyang strode forward, stopped Mo Xiaobai's shoulder, and found that she was trembling.

"Yeah!" Mo Xiaobai nodded heavily, both excited and excited, the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily, and his smile was a bit obscure.

The castle has experienced hundreds of years of ups and downs, and it seems to be waiting for Mo Xiaobai.

The strong historical precipitation made her almost faint with happiness.

"Be hungry, eat something, sleep well, and I'll show you around tomorrow morning."

Meng Zhanyang dragged Mo Xiaobai to the restaurant, and when he occasionally encountered waiters in black uniforms, he would greet them politely in French.

Suddenly, I admire Meng Zhanyang, who can speak French so fluently. He must come to France often.

The restaurant is not big, there are only ten square tables, because it is not meal time, there are no guests, only a few waiters.

The food on the table was simpler than expected. Mo Xiaobai sat down and asked Meng Zhanyang: "Is this breakfast?"

"Well, it's seven o'clock in the morning BJ time."

"Ah."

Mo Xiaobai has always been unfazed by western food, so he just ate a little, and his eyelids kept fighting.

After sitting on the plane for twelve hours, she hadn't fallen asleep. She was extremely tired at the moment, and her waist was sore and her back hurt badly.

Meng Zhanyang said something to the waiter, then pulled Mo Xiaobai out of the restaurant and went upstairs along the steps.

The lights in the corridor were a little dim, and the night wind blowing in from nowhere blew on Mo Xiaobai's body.

She shivered, looked around, and asked Meng Zhanyang timidly, "There are no vampires in the castle, right?"

Meng Zhanyang joked with a smile: "I have lived here for more than 300 years, and I have never seen a vampire."

The vest felt cold for a while, Mo Xiaobai stared at him in horror: "Could it be that you are a vampire?"

"Haha, I'm going to suck your blood dry later." Meng Zhanyang kissed Mo Xiaobai's neck as he spoke, making goose bumps all over her body.

At the end of the corridor is the room Meng Zhanyang booked.

He spread his palm, and the old key appeared in Mo Xiaobai's eyes.

Even the door remains the same as it was hundreds of years ago, only the color of the wood is a little black, but the grain of the wood is still clearly visible.

"Wow!" The moment he opened the door, Mo Xiaobai exclaimed again.

So beautiful!
Everything in sight is so simple and exquisite, she seems to be in a fairy tale world.

"It's so beautiful, I like this bed, I like this candlestick, I like this painting, I like this cabinet, wow, I really like this place..."

She was like a little sparrow, chirping non-stop, and touched everything in the room with great interest.

"Haha, it's so comfortable!"

Fell on the big bed, the down cushion was sunken into a human shape, it was incredibly soft.

That's how it felt, the princess was lying on the bed, waiting for the arrival of the prince.

Mo Xiaobai closed his eyes, intoxicated.

"Asleep?" Meng Zhanyang walked to the bed, seeing Mo Xiaobai's eyes closed tightly and the corners of his mouth smiling, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her soft and fragrant lips.

"Well……"

Do not!Do not!Do not!
Her prince is not Meng Zhanyang!
Mo Xiaobai pushed Meng Zhanyang away with all his strength, ending his fairy tale dream.

(End of this chapter)