The corners of the man's lips behind her suddenly hooked, extending a seductive smile.

Meng Qiao bit his lip with his back to him, and put the gnawed fruit in his hand on the table.

A sweet fruity fragrance hit the end of the nose, refreshing people's hearts, and the man's long eyelashes trembled slightly, deeply intoxicated.

The arm tightened again, and he had already held her firmly.

"Those who eat have been watered by the rain, don't eat them, what should I do if I eat them?"

The big watery eyes looked at the man in front of him incredulously, the fruit just now was indeed eaten without washing, and it was definitely not clean.

However, she clearly thought that he was reprimanding her for not taking good care of the girl in bed.

The delicate man was ashamed, Shui Ling's face instantly turned red, and the bright starry eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of most of the apples on the table, sweet and full, and the little face was the same as the red apple.

The Buddha accumulated to the extreme, and the black water droplets on Meng Qiao's head flowed down a little unscrupulously, and the white collar inside was stained a lot, but she reached out and wiped a few handfuls without knowing it.

"Since it's less whitehead, don't dye it, no one will laugh."

Ouyang Rong's words fell, and his soft body was soft for a while.

Meng Qiao felt that his ears were buzzing a little, his heartbeat was faster than he could bear, and he subconsciously spread out his palms, which were inky.

"Wang, lord, in fact, I want to confess one thing to you."

He seemed to be very interested, as if he was waiting for her to speak.

"Actually, the little one has been dyeing his hair with the prince's ink."

"Don't dye it in the future."

The deep pool-like eyes showed a deep sense of loss, and Meng Qiao drooped his head, staring at his feet worriedly.

"Yes." The crisp voice was slightly nasal, and Meng Qiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, like a small death.

"The little one goes to change his clothes first."

After Meng Qiao finished speaking, he strode towards the door and pushed the door out.

The wooden bed creaked, and at a glance of the starry eyes, it turned out to be the girl lying on the bed turning over.

"Engong, thank you Engong for saving me!"

The woman staggered out of the bed and knelt at the man's feet, her fingers pulling at the hem of his clothes.

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows furrowed, and as soon as his palm was raised, the woman under her prostrate feet was forced to get up.

The girl's mouth opened wide in surprise, he didn't even touch her for half a minute, but he was actually carried up by a strong force.

"It's not a trivial matter."

"No, this is an extraordinary event in the little woman's heart, if it weren't for the kindness of the father-in-law to save me, I would have been arrested a long time ago. If the engong does not dislike it, the little woman is willing to make a promise. ”

The woman tilted her head and stared at the handsome face infatuatedly, unable to return to her senses for a long time.

"The rain has stopped, and since it's all right, let's go quickly."

The handsome face was instantly covered with a layer of frost, leaving no room for negotiation.

The tender little hand was about to push open the door, and accidentally heard the conversation inside clearly.

"Ahh Rajah! ”

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, Meng Qiao squinted one eye and secretly looked inside, the man walked extremely fast, and it seemed to be transferred instantly, so that people didn't have time to dodge.

The delicate and small nose was almost slapped by the door panel, and Meng Qiao had palpitations.

"I, I'll pack up the food."

The moist little mouth squirmed a few times, and Meng Qiao stammered.

The man's eyebrows were furrowed, his steps were windy, and he strode sideways past her, his strong chest scraped against the soft shoulders, Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed, and he shrunk his neck.

After Ouyang Rong left, the girl who was rescued by him ran out of the room with red eyes and loss.

Promising each other is equal to revenge? Sweat dripping!

I didn't see the slightest shadow of Ouyang Rong all afternoon, and after inquiring, I realized that he wouldn't be back tonight.

She couldn't figure out this man's temper, Meng Qiao was cold, and if he learned the truth one day, he would have to tear her up with his own hands.

Meng Qiao shook his head, since he wouldn't be coming tonight, he didn't need to go to the stream to take a cold shower!

She couldn't carry a bucket of water, she could only carry half a bucket and half a bucket, and it was already late at night after she finished it.

The clothes retreated, Meng Qiao bit his lip, tentatively stretched out the long legs of the white jade, the water was a little hot, and it strongly stimulated every inch of skin.

After getting used to it, people couldn't help but take a hard breath, and their whole body was completely submerged in the water.

The head was a little itchy, the tender hands were raised, and he was just about to untie the hairband on his head, when suddenly the door opened outside.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

The sexy magnetic voice is cold and hard, and the soft body is curled up in a ball!

Not gone yet?

Did he think it was the girl who sneaked into the room during the day to seduce him?

There were water droplets hanging on her fair and smooth skin, and her lotus arm was gently raised, and she trembled and held the edge of the bath bucket.

There was a burst of water in his ears, Ouyang Rong's chest rose and fell, his handsome face was like an iceberg, and he was annoyed.

There was no lamp in the house, and only Bai Shengsheng's back was seen at that glance.

"What are you crying about?"

There was a sudden low cry in my ears, very aggrieved!

"Don't think that if you don't have clothes, this king will be afraid of you."

Ouyang Rong's words fell, and the people behind him cried even more miserably.

"Since you're so bold, this king doesn't mind letting all the people here come and watch."