The people around him laughed at the mouthful, and it didn't matter if he didn't take advantage of that beauty, he was beaten and damaged, and the man couldn't hang his face anymore!

Feeling the light weight in his hand, the man gritted his teeth and smiled, quite proud!

"Little white face, just forget it if you can, don't throw your life into it!"

Meng Qiao glared at him viciously, and kicked hard with his straight legs, but he couldn't kick him.

Brother Childe smiled shamelessly and tried to reach out and touch her face!

A white figure jumped in the air, and the boy only felt a chill above his head, and he was knocked to the ground with a flying leg, and his front teeth flew out with a swish!

The clothes are fluttering, and they are extremely handsome!

Ouyang Rong landed steadily, flicked the hem of his clothes, and trampled the man under his feet.

"Uncle spare your life, uncle spare your life!" The son-in-law who had his front teeth knocked out spoke and swished and leaked.

The hand that grabbed Meng Qiao's collar tightly just now was stepped on fiercely, and the pain was numb!

"Get out!" The words were deafening, like the wrath of a beast of prey.

Brother Gongzi nodded like pounded garlic and crawled out of the inn.

"Brother Rong."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his watery eyes seemed to be clear and clear, and his little face was a little pale.

"Did he hurt you?"

Meng Qiao shook his head, and Bai Yingying's little tender hand fell on his chest, smoothing out the folds that the man had pulled out.

"Two ben gongs, the little girl is here to kowtow to the two of you!"

"Hurry up, hurry up."

With a plop, the young woman knelt heavily in front of the two.

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and Meng Qiao immediately held her hand.

The woman was disheveled, and most of her white arms were still exposed, and Ouyang Rong turned around in embarrassment.

Meng Qiao coughed lightly and immediately let go of his hand.

Seeing that the soft and weak person was not short, he was more than half a head taller than the woman, although he was not as powerful as Kong Wu, but just for the strength of not being afraid of death and things just now, it was already overwhelming.

"It's not enough to worry about small things, girl, you don't have to be so polite!"

Meng Qiao looked shy, since the woman dressed as a man, she felt very close to a woman when she saw it, and she felt like she had finally found a companion!

The woman straightened her clothes and leaned over the two slightly.

"Brother Rong, let's go."

As soon as the sleeves tightened, Ouyang Rong turned around.

The bright little face is stained with sweat, and the sweat seems to be more tender and translucent, which makes people like it tight!

"Lord Wang, this is not bad, do you want to take it back?"

The two of them walked out of the room one after the other, and the crisp words were in their ears, and Ouyang Rong was about to get into the carriage with his robe, but his movements stopped suddenly.

The ink-like sword eyebrows suddenly frowned, and the man came steadily, like a beast that had found a small prey, and was about to pounce on it by surprise and eat it all.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and shook his shoulders, knowing that it seemed to be a joke.

"That's a good idea."

The sexy and rich voice is extremely penetrating, and the tip of the beating heart hurts so much!

The big black eyes suddenly opened the boss, as pitiful as autumn water, and the braided teeth were tightly pressed against the lower lip, about to bite the cherry red mouth.

Seeing this pitiful little appearance, Ouyang Rong hooked the corner of his lips and smiled, extremely evil!

Such a tall body was surprisingly dexterous, and the man jumped into the carriage, and just as her heart was in turmoil, a large, well-proportioned and powerful hand reached out to her.

"Small, small is fine."

Meng Qiao was stunned, dodged his hand, and got into the carriage with great difficulty.

As soon as the two of them got into the carriage, they sped up, their little heads hanging low, and their tender little hands twisted together, as if they were struggling with something.

"Hurry up, forget that girl."

Ouyang Rong lifted the curtain and sighed.

"What's so difficult about this, the little one stops the carriage, and then goes to find the person back for the prince."

The big watery eyes flickered, the white little face twisted, and there was an unknown breath surging in the carriage.

The sturdy chest rose and fell, and Ouyang Rong gave her a fierce look.

"You're a master who likes to mess with flowers."

"Everyone has a love for beauty, my fair lady and gentleman!"

The little head swayed from side to side, saying one thing at a time.

"If I were." If I were a man, if I were as superior as you, I would definitely marry many wives!

I almost said I missed my mouth!

Thinking about it, I don't know where the sourness came from, my throat was a little choked, and the rest of the words were swallowed hard by that little mouth.

"What do you want?" The starry eyes were glued to the weak body, and they never moved away for a moment.

"I, if I had reminded the prince earlier, I wouldn't have left that girl behind."

"Don't."

The magnetic voice was a little muffled, and Meng Qiao bit his lip tightly, opened the curtain and looked outside.

After a short time, the carriage stopped steadily at the gate of the palace.

Meng Qiao followed closely behind him, and as soon as he entered the room, the man suddenly took off his outer robe.

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