There was confusion in front of him, his heart was churning, Meng Qiao shouted, and Yang Liu's small waist suddenly tightened!

The man stretched out his arms and tightly incorporated the soft body into his arms, Shui Ling's little face lay on his broad and strong chest, Meng Qiao's eyes were closed until his body stopped rolling down.

"Wang, Wang, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

There was no trace of pain in his body, and after a long time, Meng Qiao blinked his long eyelashes like a small fan and moved tentatively.

"Hmm." The man below snorted, looked at each other, but did not speak.

Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and carefully climbed up from him.

The moonlight in the field was exceptionally bright, and Ouyang Rong pulled the dust off his body twice and slowly got up.

"Ahh The screams are messy and embarrassing.

The man's slender and straight legs were exposed to the air, and his fair skin was particularly eye-catching!

"What are you shouting, don't return the belt to this king."

Ouyang Rong's words fell, Meng Qiao shrank nervously, and looked down to see that his belt was really holding in her hand!

Could it be that it was the urgency that she had just grabbed his belt? Sweat dripping!

"Lord Wang, here you go." The trembling voice made people's hearts crisp, and Meng Qiao turned his back to him and handed over the belt.

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled a few times, took the belt and fastened it.

"Lord Wang, are you dressed?"

There was a sound of rustling in his ears, Meng Qiao bit his lip, his cheeks were flushed, his heart was beating wildly, and he had long been uncontrollable.

"Hmm." Ouyang Rong answered, looking up and looking up.

"Lord Wang, it's all my fault, it's your big deal."

"You're here to make trouble, and now the enemy has run away." The good-looking eyebrows are slightly frowned, and I can't see how low the love is.

"I didn't mean it, it's too late, I'm just afraid that the prince will be in danger."

Meng Qiao licked his lips, his beautiful eyes drooped, reflecting a soft and bright arc, which made people irresistible at first sight.

When the words fell, Ouyang Rong's heart was warm.

The slender and well-proportioned big hand suddenly stretched out, the small mouth opened slightly in surprise, Meng Qiao moved back and rubbed it, and found that his ankle was particularly painful!

"Don't move!" Big hands roamed freely, pinching off a lot of leaves.

Meng Qiao put his arms on his chest, so he didn't make a mistake.

"Forget it, let's go back first." The rich and sexy voice always gives people a sense of security, and Meng Qiao nodded fiercely.

After Ouyang Rong said this, he took the lead in leading the way, but who knew that the people behind him were slow, anxious but did not take a step.

"What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's just that I twisted it when I fell down just now, and it's not in the way."

Yinghong's little mouth was clenched tightly, Ouyang Rong's eyebrows frowned, and he couldn't wait to break it off immediately.

"Is this still called out of the way?"

The man suddenly crouched down, lifted her trousers, and lifted her injured foot to examine it closely, revealing a red and swollen patch.

Unexpectedly, he protected her so much at that time, but still made her hurt, Ouyang Rong frowned tightly, and felt uncomfortable.

"Hmm." The sudden touch carried bursts of pain and tingling, Meng Qiao bit his lip tightly and snorted.

The trembling voice was full of grievances, like a wounded little beast, which made people can't help but care for it in their arms.

"Lord Wang, it's really fine."

One leg was lifted, and she had to put her hands on his shoulders and move it back before the man let go.

Meng Qiao sat on the grass with his buttocks, ready to straighten his bones.

"Don't move."

"Ahh

The man grabbed her ankle unexpectedly, Meng Qiao looked at him puzzled, there was a click in his ears, and the pain was blurred.

"Lord Wang, are you still going to do this?"

Meng Qiao bit his lip tightly, and found that he was tugging at the fabric on his chest, and quickly released it with a red face.

"In the past, I often marched and fought, but I was forced to do so."

Meng Qiao gasped and raised his hand to wipe his sweat.

"Lord Wang, I don't hurt so much anymore, let's go back, it's too late."

"Come on."

Ouyang Rong turned his back to her and bowed slightly.

Meng Qiao was stunned, "Huh? ”

"No, no, no, the prince's status is noble, I, I can't."

Meng Qiao, who understood, stammered and waved his hand again and again.

"It's not in the house now, so I don't need so many courtesies."

Are the rules for others to see?

"That's not right." The sweaty little face was tangled into a bun.

"Since I'm the big brother, it's up to me."

"Thank you, Lord Wang, ah no, big brother."

Without waiting to refuse anything, the man quickly grabbed her behind her back.

The slender and powerful hand inadvertently touched her buttocks, and Meng Qiao was smart, blushing and embarrassed to say anything.

"If you really think I'm good, don't tease me in front of your big brother Wei in the future."

One of them warmed people's hearts, Meng Qiao leaned on his back and nodded.

"Actually, I'm telling the truth." Shui Ling's little face turned off, and Meng Qiao said tentatively.

"Brother Rong, are you angry?"

The man didn't talk for a long time, Meng Qiao leaned forward, the man's handsome face turned, his eyes met, his cheeks touched, Meng Qiao quickly retracted his head, and hid behind him with a red face.

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