Ouyang Rong gave him a blank look, grabbed a handkerchief and left the garden.

Meng Kai stretched out his hand and scratched his head, the prince has been getting more and more strange recently, he can't understand it!

The two big men left one after the other, and Meng Qiao ran out of the stream in a panic.

Apparently she couldn't stay any longer, and the woman groped her way back to her quarters, but fortunately they slept soundly, otherwise she would have been miserable.

Meng Qiao threw himself on the bed, although it was a little thrilling, but he took a bath, which was happier than the New Year!

"Brother Meng, what's wrong with you?" The deliberately restrained voice made people feel excited, Meng Qiao raised her head suddenly, and Lin Xuan was standing in front of her bed shirtless.

"No, not really, I'll go out and get some water to drink." I really don't want to lie, but this lie hasn't stopped since I crossed over, and someone said it hurts!

"Why are you sweating, isn't it uncomfortable?" The man's gaze moved downward, and Meng Qiao suddenly remembered that he was not wearing a chest wrap, and it was really unsafe to be empty!

The woman placed the pillow under her chest and her chin on it.

"It's hot, it's inevitable, Brother Lin, go and rest, I'm going to sleep too." As soon as he said that he was really tired of sleeping, Meng Qiao lay there and closed his eyes, not wanting to move.

Lin Xuan nodded silently, looking at her softened face, he couldn't help but think of what happened during the day today, it would be good if she was really a woman.

The next morning, Meng Qiao was the first to wake up. I have something in my heart, and I really can't rest assured.

There was nothing to wear now, so Meng Qiao had to put the bikini he wore during the crossing inside, and tore off a piece of fabric from the mattress sheet and wrapped it around the middle coat, which looked more plain than before.

"Hurry up and prepare tea for the prince!" Meng Kai was guarding outside the study and finally saw this exception.

The prince has made too many exceptions in this little family, and he has heard of them.

"Good!" Meng Qiao answered.

"Wait, the prince likes to make tea in the stream in the depths of the garden." Meng Kai reminded.

When she mentioned the depths of the garden, she couldn't help but think of her personal things, Meng Qiao gritted her teeth, nodded and ran away!

"Lord Wang, your tea is here." Meng Qiao's hand holding the tea tray trembled, and the sound of white porcelain colliding could even be heard in the quiet room.

"Why are you so flustered?" Ouyang Rong put down the brush in his hand and glanced at her.

Her hands are beautiful, slender and slender, white and tender, not at all like men's hands.

"I'm afraid you're in a hurry." Meng Qiao wiped his sweat.

"This king sees that your mouth is dry, and this cup of tea will be rewarded to you." The man looked down at the book, as if there was no superfluous affection at all.

While he lowered his head, Meng Qiao stuck out his tongue mischievously.

"The prince's tea is small, and the small one is gone." Meng Qiao bowed down and prepared to retreat.

"You want to disobey the king's orders?"

Yadi, do you want to let the old lady drink her own bath water?

Meng Qiao lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and walked back again.

"Lord Wang, the little one is wrong, in fact, the little one took a bath in the stream yesterday." The more the woman spoke, the quieter her voice became, and her face became redder and redder.

"If this king is going to drink this tea by himself today, you won't stop it, right?" The man stood up and walked over to her, finally willing to tell the truth.

"No, no!" Meng Qiao shook his head like a rattle and bent down at the same time.

"Do you think this king is too easy to talk to?" The man's voice was a little higher.

"No, no!" The woman continued to shake her head, innocent don't want it.

"Huh?" The man snorted lightly, and Meng Qiao came back to his senses.

"Don't be angry, the eldest brother outside the door asked me to make tea, and I have to start it!" Meng Kai, who was standing outside the door, sneezed, the room was very soundproof, and he didn't hear it clearly at all.

"You're sweet-mouthed." The man glanced at her, and always felt that the family in front of him was not so simple.

"Hehe, Lord Wang, so the order is an order, and the little one only remembered it after making tea." Someone's dogged smile revealed neat white teeth.

"There is a bathhouse in the backyard, and you are not allowed to make trouble everywhere in the future." The man's expression was stern, and he reached out and picked up the brush again.

"Yes, thank you, Lord Wang!" The ruddy lips extend a smile like a star, hum! Don't those men have the ability to wash in the yard? Then they don't have to know.

"Ahem, ahem." Just as she was getting carried away, a cough suddenly came. The man reached out and covered his chest, his expression a little painful.

"Lord Wang, drink your saliva smoothly." didn't have time to think about anything else, Meng Qiao casually picked up the tea he had just brewed and handed it to his mouth, the man didn't stretch out his hand, but took a sip of the probe, as if he suddenly remembered something, and his movements froze!

"Poof!" The man squirted a sip of tea on her head, and Meng Qiao squinted his eyes and raised his hand to wipe his face.

"Lord Wang, you." The woman didn't know what to say, and when she looked down at the teacup, she remembered, isn't this tea made with bath water? It's a terrible thing!

"Sincerely let this king drink your bath water, right?" The man's good-looking eyes suddenly shot a sword-like light, and before the woman could explain anything, her neck suddenly tightened, and the man had already held the back of her neck with one hand.

"Ahh Forced forward, Meng Qiao screamed, this was her real voice.

On weekdays, she deliberately makes her voice low, but this is not an instinct after all.

"No, the little ones are too anxious. Moreover, the stream is flowing, and it should not be yesterday's bath water for a long time. "Meng Qiao is hesitant, and it's not easy to be a subordinate!

The man suddenly made his hand, Meng Qiao's body shook, and he subconsciously held on to the corner of the table so that he didn't fall down.

"If the prince has nothing to do, he will go first." Thirty-six plans are the best plan, Meng Qiao lowered her head and bit her lip, and her heart was about to kill her.

The man didn't speak, just waved his hand, and Meng Qiao grinned and ran out of the room.

Meng Kai, who was guarding the door, was almost slapped by the door panel, she couldn't take care of it a lot, and she ran faster than a rabbit.

"Brother Meng, who is chasing you?" The palace had to be thoroughly cleaned every day, Lin Xuan was holding a broom in his hand, only to feel that a fragrant breeze had hit his face, and the thin figure had already run past him.

"The prince is too difficult to serve, cloudy and uncertain, I'm afraid that if he clicks me one day, I haven't lived enough." Meng Qiao gasped, sat on the edge of the flower bed and looked up at the sky, I really hope that God will send her back again, if I remember correctly, she fell from the sky that day.

"The prince is good to you, you are the most popular among our newcomers, and there are several people who have never seen the prince's face."

"There's no princess or anything in this house, it's so troublesome." Meng Qiao frowned, looking distraught.

"Where do you start?" The man simply put down his broom and sat down beside her.

Her side face is very soft, the kind that makes people feel good when they see it, sweet and soft to the tip of the heart. The man had a momentary sway, is there really a man in this world who doesn't look like a man?

"If there is a princess, I can have some reward, I really want to redeem myself, I really want to leave here." Meng Qiao's lips pursed, and his eyebrows twisted into Sichuan characters, tangled and unshaped.

"If there is a woman in the house, there will be no reward for a rough man like us." As soon as the man's voice fell, Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed for a while, yes, she is a rough man, an iron man!

Yadi, otherwise who can stand that Rong Wangye.

"Why?" The woman blurted out, the top of her head was too big, and sweat was already oozing from her face and head.

"Can the princess be served by a man?" As soon as Lin Xuan's words came out, she was speechless.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong with your face?" The man turned around unintentionally, and a black patch on his white and tender face dripped down with sweat.

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment, stretched out his hand to wipe his face, and then his liver trembled, a black mark in his palm, and frustration arose, so embarrassing!

"It's okay, it's dirty, it's dirty." Meng Qiao stretched out his hand again and wiped it, and there was another black mark on his face.

"It looks like it's coming down your head!" The man stepped forward curiously, and a scent of ink came to his nose.