"Actually, it's okay for me to come, senior brother, I'll go first."

Meng Liuyan's nasal voice was very strong, and before Ouyang Rong could say anything, he left in a hurry.

A man like him is rare in the world, and it is normal for him to have beautiful women around him, but it is really heartbreaking that he loves a maid so much, but he is unwilling to look at her.

The hot and strong chest ironed man blushed and his heart was beating, Meng Qiao barely broke free, grabbed the placket of his clothes with one hand, and took a few steps back vigilantly.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and stared at him vigilantly with his big clear eyes.

The delicate and delicate people seem to have walked out of the picture scroll, delicate and beautiful, with a smile and a smile, which is extremely vivid.

Ouyang Rongxing's eyes narrowed slightly, hugging his arms, the placket on his chest was slightly open because of the action just now, and the white and tight texture was looming.

An innate nobility and domineering are natural!

"Afraid of what?"

Ouyang Rong's words fell, and his little head shook vigorously.

"Lord Wang."

The little mouth like a fresh cherry opened slightly, and the two words were bitten by her very soft, and the voice was like her person, soft and charming to the bone.

"Huh?"

Ouyang Rong responded, and a hot masculinity surged in his chest.

"We discussed before, I will be a maid in the house, and you will not keep your promises."

Meng Qiao's eyebrows were frowning, his expression was excited, but he was afraid of being heard by others, his crisp and crisp voice was deliberately suppressed, and he sang and chanted shallowly, like a yellow bird out of the valley.

"There are some things that you don't want to do, and this king won't force you."

Yadi! Who bullied her last night?

The watery eyes looked at him for a while, and he cursed in his heart!

"Lord Wang, go and see Miss Meng, the slave looks very sad when she looks at her."

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows furrowed, and his slender and powerful hand picked up the smooth and white chin.

Meng Qiao snorted lightly, and his rosy little mouth was forced to his lips.

The beautiful eyes are low, the long eyelashes are low, and the pure and medium bias is with a charm.

There are thousands of kinds of beauty, but he only thinks this is the most seductive.

"Don't want to have anything to do with this king?"

With a little dullness in his sexy voice, Meng Qiao shook his head slightly, and the dark clouds above his head became thicker and thicker, and it was extremely oppressive.

"Lord, I really don't want to get married."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, and a faint blush appeared on his little face.

"The prince is good to me, I remember it all."

The crisp sound lingered in his ears, and Ouyang Rong felt it.

"Big brother, big brother Rong, let's bow down!"

His big watery eyes flickered, and his tender little hands suddenly grabbed his sleeves.

Ouyang Rong was shocked, and his eyes fell on her hand.

"Why do you suddenly have such an idea?"

Sexy thin lips pursed, and after a long silence, the man finally spoke.

Full of pressure all over his body, Meng Qiao secretly withdrew his hand.

As soon as he let go, that hand was wrapped in a scorching palm!

Meng Qiao used his strength to nurse before pulling his hand back, "Because Brother Rong has always taken care of me like this, he is really like an elder brother." ”

"This king doesn't want your sister."

Ouyang Rong turned around and stood with his hands in his hands, his strong and straight back facing her.

The good-looking willow frowned, and Meng Qiao picked his fingers aggrievedly, a little helpless against his scoundrel behavior.

"There are so many sisters of the prince, and I must not be the one who is missing."

The white teeth were against the lower lip, and the words were slightly angry and sour, trembling and pitiful.

Taking advantage of his defenselessness, after saying this, Meng Qiao pulled his legs and ran.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Ouyang Rong immediately turned around, and there was no longer that thin figure in the room.

This little thing is about to torture her to death!

Shove him into the arms of other women?

The powerful fist slammed into the table, this hateful little guy, he couldn't beat or scold, it was really sad!

His legs were sore and weak, and Meng Qiao gasped for breath, for fear that he would catch up when he was angry.

"Meng Qiao, the mighty general is chasing you again?"

A pair of black shoes came into view, Meng Qiao held on to the trunk of the tree, and looked up to see that it was Meng Kai.

"Not really!"

"And what are you running for?"

The white and tender cheeks were full of sweat, and the ruddy little mouth was slightly open, and he couldn't breathe.

The man's tone was brisk, as if he was teasing her.

"The prince wants to bathe, and he calls you to serve."

Meng Qiao leaned against the big tree with his back and used his hand as a fan, constantly fanning the wind.

"Don't make a fuss!"

Meng Kai couldn't cry or laugh, and his handsome face suddenly became stern.

"It's not noisy, the prince dislikes me for not having enough strength."

The big watery eyes flickered, and he said the same thing as the real thing.

Meng Kai was skeptical, "The prince loves to be clean, how dirty it can be, and he has to find a strong scrubbing bath." ”

Meng Qiao raised his hand to wipe his sweat, puffed out his cheeks, and dragged his lead-filled legs away.

In the gorgeous room, a huge bathtub is placed, and the hot air is steaming, like a cloud of mist, as if it can penetrate the eyes of the past and present lives and close slightly.

The handsome beauty is enveloped in it, and the firm texture is even more translucent and attractive!

"Lord, lord?"

Outside the door, Meng Kai tiptoed and knocked on the door, but no one answered inside.

The sound of water could be faintly heard in his ears, and the man frowned, it seemed that Meng Qiao was not deceiving, and the prince was indeed taking a bath.

"What?"

After a long time, there was finally a response inside.

"I heard that the prince asked his subordinates to come down and take a bath."

Meng Kai cleared his throat and put his ears against the door panel, he was really a little embarrassed!

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Meng Kai straightened up and was about to run.

"Wait!"

"Lord Wang, please speak."

"Tell Meng Qiao to wait at the gate of the palace, and the king will go out later."

"Yes."

Through the door panel, Meng Kai hugged his fist.

With a sigh of relief in his heart, Meng Kai strode away.

"Meng Qiao!"

"Master Meng, are you looking for me?"

The man's tone was cold and hard, and Meng Qiao chuckled in his heart, suddenly feeling that it would not be a good thing.

Did he really believe it? Sweat dripping!

"It's not me looking for you, it's the prince looking for you."

Meng Kai had a straight face, if he had been in the past, he would definitely have fought with this stinky boy, but now in the face of such a delicate big girl, he couldn't be careful.

"You, did you really go to the prince just now?"

The delicate cherry red mouth opened slightly, and when he heard this, Meng Qiao stared at him incredulously.

As soon as he mentioned this, Meng Kai was angry and didn't fight.

I was fooled by this stinky girl! But face is more important.

Meng Kai forcibly suppressed the grievances in his heart and glanced at her.

"No, it was the prince who called me here, you go and wait."

"Hmm."

Meng Qiao answered, and his heart went up and down.

Although he was reluctant, he still paced towards the gate of the palace.

After a while, the sturdy and tall figure came into view, dressed in white fluttering, and it felt very refreshing just by looking at it.

"Lord Wang, you're here."

The white and tender cheeks bulged one after another, and the words were indistinct, Bai Yuxian covered his mouth with his fingers, and his moist little mouth moved slightly, and there was a crisp and crisp sound.

The man shook the folding fan in his hand, and even the broken hair on her cheeks floated up, and a cool breeze blew on her face, carrying a fresh smell of grass.

"Hmm."

Ouyang Rong responded, looking at her leisurely little appearance, and involuntarily remembered that Meng Kai came to knock on the door and recommend himself to take a bath, and his handsome face was slightly embarrassed.

It must be this little thing's troublemaker!

"What to eat?"

The crisp sound of rattling almost shook my heart, and the cheeks on both sides were bulging, making people want to go up and touch it.

"Yes, it's ice."

The tender little hands cover the mouth, and the words are slurred, very delicate!

"Lord Wang, where are we going?"

I finally finished chewing it in three or two times, and I ate it too fast, and I felt that my stomach was pulling out cold drops!

Ancient ice cubes are very rare, not ordinary people can eat them, this is Sixi saw her sweating profusely, and specially got it from the kitchen.

"Go change into men's clothes."

Ouyang Rong's words fell, Meng Qiao was stunned, what are you doing in men's clothes?

"Yes."

Meng Qiao trotted back to the room, hurriedly changed his outfit, and returned to his previous appearance.

I've been used to wearing skirts these days, and I'm sweating as soon as I put it on.

"Let's go."

Ouyang Rong looked at it carefully, his eyes a little obsessive.

Meng Qiao nodded, and the two of them left the palace in a carriage.

"Master, it's here."

The two didn't say anything all the way, and the carriage didn't know how long it had been going until it stopped.

The coachman sitting in front respectfully opened the curtain, and Meng Qiao looked curiously at it, and the three gilded characters in Baihualou were very eye-catching, and the soul was scared.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang."

Ouyang Rong was just about to get out of the carriage, but the clothes behind him were suddenly pulled apart.

The big eyes stared at him, and the white and tender hand holding his shirt trembled, and the pitiful appearance hit the tip of his heart without hesitation, which caught people off guard.

"Let's go."

Ouyang Rong paused, his magnetic voice irresistible.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and awkwardly followed him out of the carriage.

Anyway, he already knew her identity, the chest cloth inside was not so tightly wrapped, and the chest rose and fell strictly, drawing a soft arc slightly.

"You go in, I'll wait for you outside."

It's inconvenient to call the prince when you go out, so this time you simply omit the eldest brother.

His watery eyes flickered twice, and Meng Qiao twisted his face.

Seeing her awkward appearance, Ouyang Rong felt very useful.

"Two sons, hurry up, please inside!"

The proprietress of Baihualou's eyes lit up, called out the women who were dressed boldly and brightly, and forcibly pulled the two in.

False seriousness! False seriousness!

Meng Qiao whitened him fiercely, and as soon as his ass touched the chair, there was a circle of girls around him.

The strong smell of fat powder choked on the tip of his nose, Ouyang Rong's eyebrows frowned, and he silently held back.

The body is like a jade tree, the face is like a crown of jade, the facial features are as perfect as a knife, and the masculinity of a body has long hooked away all the three souls and seven spirits of the women.

I have read countless people, but I have never seen such a magnificent person.

The women deliberately pulled down the thin clothes on their chests in an attempt to attract Ouyang Rong's attention.

The man turned his face away in disgust, his eyes always glued to the delicate figure opposite.

With watery eyes, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and an intoxicating smile suddenly appeared on his white and tender little face.

Bai Yu's fingers hooked a girl's chin, and she flirted like a gentleman.

Under the table, the strong and thick hands were clenched into fists, and the man's face was as cold as a mountain.

"Come on, come on, pour wine for Ben Gongzi."

The deliberately lowered voice couldn't hide the original crispness and immaturity, and the dishes came up one by one, Meng Qiao didn't recognize it at all, pulled a chicken leg, and tore it with a big mouthful.

Whose silver is not silver?

The girls surrounded the pink-carved little boy in front of them, and the toasters were busy with the dishes!

I ate a lot of food, but all the wine was secretly poured on the ground.

Ouyang Rong held the wine glass in his hand and didn't move.

The oily little mouth squirmed a few times, the big watery eyes were drunk, barely picked the eyelids, and closed them reluctantly, the delicate person crooked, and suddenly lay on the table.

"Oh, help this boy into the room."

The proprietress of Baihualou pinched her handkerchief to wipe her sweat, and her eyes burst into light.

"Not necessarily!"

A piece of ingots smashed the table with a dull sound, Ouyang Rong frowned, and strode up to her.

The originally weak body became more and more delicate, the strong and powerful arms were half-supported and half-hugged, a fragrant fragrance rushed into the nasal cavity, and the tip of the cold heart collapsed violently, soft into water, wild and boiling!

"Little thing, you're getting a lot of skills, aren't you? Well? ”

Out of Baihualou, Ouyang Rong picked up the paralyzed people by the waist and carefully placed them in the carriage.

His long eyelashes trembled a few times, and he was drunk with a thick smell of alcohol.

"The king, the king."

The scorching breath slowly approached, Meng Qiao suddenly opened his big eyes, his clear spring-like eyes were extremely clear, how could there be a trace of drunkenness.

"Sobered up so soon? This king is still thinking about getting his hands on it! ”

The handsome face instantly enlarged in front of him, and a masculine aura tightly surrounded the person, Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and stared at him angrily.

"There were so many girls just now, why didn't you see the prince doing it?"

"When you suddenly get drunk, the king will bring you out."

The sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and the impression was not pleasing to the eye.

His back was suddenly lifted by him, his upper body stood upright, the two of them were close to each other, and their delicate bodies trembled.

"It's a good thing for the slave to delay the prince, and it's not too late for the prince to go back now."

Meng Qiao struggled a few times, lifted the curtain and saw that the carriage was still at the door of Baihualou.

"I'm out of interest."

The upper body was held up again, and the man's long eyelashes were lowered, staring at the shiny little mouth tightly.

Meng Qiao shook his body awkwardly, the carriage was very large, but the space for her was too small and too small, and even her body was his breath.

"Lord, I, I want to buy steamed buns."

With a roll of his watery eyes, Meng Qiao parted his cheeks.

"Go buy some buns and come back."

"Yes, master."

The coachman, who was sitting outside, answered and immediately went forward.

The coachman should also be a practitioner, and he bought the buns back in a short time.

"It's so hot in the carriage that the slave wants to go out for a walk."

I ate some vegetables in Baihualou, I was angry and full, where is the location of this meat bun?

Meng Qiao took the bun, and his heart was extremely complicated.

"Okay."

Ouyang Rong responded, and got out of the carriage first, his strong arm stretched out towards her, Meng Qiao was stunned, and stubbornly jumped out of the carriage.

The coachman was very sensible and pulled away, but he followed them, looking at each other from a distance.

"Lord Wang, don't put your mind on me."

After taking a few steps, Meng Qiao suddenly turned around.

"This king has taken a fancy to you and recognized you."

There were people coming and going on the street, and the two of them didn't talk loudly.

The magnetic voice seems to be magical, which makes people very confused.

"Are you in such a hurry to get rid of the relationship with this king, do you have any plans?"

The big thick hand suddenly grabbed her fingertips, people came and went on the street, the man pulled her to pick a place with few people, Meng Qiao was forced to follow behind, and his heart was up and down.

"No, it's not."

The little head shook, looking bitter and hateful.

"Maybe one day I'll get out of here, and all the energy and thought you've put into me will be in vain. Lord Wang, you are a very good person. ”

Before Meng Qiao finished speaking, his thin body was pressed against the wall of the remote alley, his lips were hot, and the domineering kiss fell like a storm.

"Don't praise me, you ghost elf will not be good if you praise me."

The man's breath was unsteady, and his big hand picked up her smooth chin and kissed her hard.

"If you dare to leave, believe it or not, this king will ask you here?"

Ouyang Rong's words fell, and Meng Qiao gasped!

The weak shoulders shook a few times, the legs were a little weak, the big watery eyes were full of grievances, and the ruddy little mouth opened slightly, wanting to say something, but swallowed it stiffly.

"You're a bully! You and I can't communicate well! ”

Meng Qiao raised his leg violently and kicked him, he could have dodged it, but he didn't move.

"Let her go!"

There was an angry shout in the ears of the two, Ouyang Rong frowned slightly, and held her hand tightly.

"Xiao Tingxuan, don't come unharmed!"

Ouyang Rong turned around and protected her behind him.

Last time, Xiao Tingxuan brought a lot of right-hand men, all dressed in black robes, and surrounded him.

Ouyang Rong said lightly, as if he had seen an old friend.

"Ouyang Rong, hand her over."

The corners of Xiao Tingxuan's lips were pursed, and he was extremely strict.

The naughty little thing of the past did not make trouble for the first time, and stood behind him obediently.

Ouyang Rong suddenly broke out a few sneers, and Xiao Tingxuan's killers were a little frightened.

"How can the king's woman let it go?"

With the internal force in his palm, Ouyang Rong snorted coldly, and a powerful current of heat rushed in, and the black-clothed killers couldn't dodge it, and fell to the ground countless times.

The strong and powerful hand wrapped around the willow's small waist, and tiptoed to the roof with the person in his arms.

"Chase!"

The intimate action stung his eyes, and Xiao Tingxuan took the lead in chasing ahead, followed by the killers in black.

"Lord Wang, I thought he was long gone!"

The wind whirred on his cheeks, Meng Qiao lowered his head and grabbed the fabric on his chest tightly, not daring to look down at all.

"It's still useful!"

The sexy thin lips accidentally rubbed her earrings between the words, and Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and stopped making a sound.

"Lord Wang, this road is too remote, it's not good for us!"

The more he walked, the more secluded he became, and Meng Qiao looked around, but he had never been here at all.

"It's fine."

If you had rushed to the palace at that time, you would have already arrived at this time!

"Ouyang Rong, you have no way to escape!"

Looking at the sweaty little face, Ouyang Rong stopped, and further ahead was the cliff, and the people behind him were pressing forward step by step.

"Less nonsense!"

The folding fan opened, and countless steel needles shot out from the fan, heading straight for Xiao Tingxuan and the others.

This time they had already taken precautions, and only one or two people were injured.

The thin man is dressed in men's clothes, and he still looks familiar.

The white little face is white and red, and it seems to be more watery than the last time I saw it.

Ouyang Rong really spoiled her!

Xiao Tingxuan held a long sword in his hand, stood on tiptoe, and flew in the air.

"Lord be careful!" Meng Qiao exclaimed.

Ouyang Rong carefully guarded her by his side, his index finger and middle finger clamped the blade, and there was a bang in his ears, and the sword in Xiao Tingxuan's hand was broken!

"Miss Meng, do you miss him so much?"

Xiao Tingxuan looked at the broken sword in his hand like ashes, and the man in black behind him immediately handed over the sword in his hand.

Meng Qiao looked at Ouyang Rong and pursed his lips silently.

"Ouyang Rong, let's settle the new accounts and old accounts together today!"

Xiao Tingxuan laughed out loud with red eyes, as long as he gets rid of him, are you afraid that you won't be able to take Miss Meng away?

"Then it's up to you."

Cold eyes narrowed slightly, and the hand around her waist tightened.

As soon as Meng Qiao gritted his silver teeth, the few taekwondo blows on his body that were not perfect were completely useless, so he could only follow in a hurry.

After dozens of moves, Meng Qiao tugged at his sleeve, already out of breath.

"Lord Wang, you are so powerful, why are you such a mother-in-law in a fight!"

The heart is on his side!

The sexy lips stretched out a seductive smile, and just as he wanted to use all his strength, a dark arrow flew into the air!

"Ahh

Dodging back, the two of them stumbled involuntarily.

"Lord Wang, you hold on to me."

The delicate body plopped down on the ground, the soil on the edge of the cliff was very loose, and the feet slipped, and the tall and muscular body rolled downward.

Meng Qiao screamed, his heart beating to his throat!

Bai Yu's fingers tightly grasped his big hand, and his whole arm was weight-bearing, and the pain was unbearable.

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The second will be updated later.,The next chapter is a prize question and answer chapter.,Mo Da.

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