Meng Qiao was stunned, he was originally eating very boldly, but he was completely embarrassed to eat it when he saw it like this.

Good skin?

Meng Qiao's eyes drooped, and he didn't know why he said so strangely.

With a turn of watery eyes, could it be that he saw the clues?

"Brother Wei, in fact, there is a knack for taking care of your skin."

Meng Qiao bit his lip and ate with a bulging belly, but he still reluctantly nibbled on several mouthfuls of juicy and tender red melon flesh.

"What's the trick?"

Wei Ling suddenly became interested, wasn't he born so white and tender?

"It's simple."

Meng Qiao held the watermelon that was about to be finished with both hands, his eyes were bright and bright!

Wei Ling stared obsessively at the little face stained with watermelon juice, anxiously waiting for her next words.

Who knows, what is waiting for is a piece of watermelon rind!

"Hmm, Brother Meng, you!"

The white and tender little hands were in stark contrast to the dark green watermelon skin, and the gnawed messy watermelon skin fell into the air and unceremoniously exhaled on Wei Ling's face!

A burst of coolness hit, and Wei Ling was in a trance.

"You stop! I'll wash your face too! ”

Her handsome and fair cheeks were wet, and a little melon flesh was still hanging on them, how much strength did she have?

Ouyang Rong stood against the shade of the tree, his good-looking eyebrows were frowning, and the watermelon that he had eaten halfway through was instantly sloppy in his palm!

"Brother Rong save me!" Meng Qiao gasped for breath, and his sticky and tender little hands suddenly grabbed his sleeves.

She ate too much, Wei Ling's thunder was loud and the rain was small, how dare she really run so fast to chase her.

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows were furrowed, and his face was stern.

"Okay, don't make trouble, don't make trouble, wipe it quickly, your face is full of sweat."

Seeing her sweaty face, Wei Ling felt a wave of distress in his heart, and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over.

Meng Qiao nodded, and Wei Ling took the water bladder from the carriage and slowly poured it for her to wash her face.

The tall and handsome man sat in the shade of the tree, his face getting more and more ugly!

"Brother Rong, why don't you eat it?"

Meng Qiao wiped his face and hands clean, and leaned down to look at him.

"I can't eat it."

Ouyang Rong stared at the melon field in the distance, and never deliberately looked at her.

The big watery eyes flickered twice, and Meng Qiao looked at Wei Ling in confusion.

A hint of embarrassment surged in the hot air, and Wei Ling coughed lightly and pulled her to his side.

"You don't have to care, he's just that temper."

"Well, Brother Wei, you should also go wash your face."

Feeling her concern, Wei Ling smiled stupidly, and his heart was sweet.

After Wei Ling left, Meng Qiao still felt that something was wrong, Ouyang Rong was not unreasonable, nor was he so cautious, there must be a reason why he was unhappy, since he came out to relax, he must have fun!

"Brother Rong, ah!"

Meng Qiao bit his lip, just took a small step, his feet suddenly slipped, and his body rushed forward uncontrollably.

Ouyang Rong chuckled in his heart, and immediately reached out to pull her.

The sweet smell mixed with the strong masculine atmosphere of the man's body, and the air became hotter and hotter.

As soon as the arms were soft, the delicate body had fallen into the strong chest!

What she said is not false at all, the watermelon skin seems to really have a skin beautifying effect, and the original white and tender skin like clotted fat is even more explosive and breakable.

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled, and his bright eyes fell on the ruddy little mouth, bright and dripping, more attractive than the juicy flesh!

"Thank you, Brother Rong."

Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed, his shoulders moved, and he broke free from his arms.

When I looked down, it turned out that I had stepped on a watermelon rind!

Wei Ling got out of the carriage in the distance, couldn't help but wash his face, and changed into clean and new clothes.

"Why are you all so red?"

Meng Qiao lowered his eyes, bit his lip lightly, and peeked at the man beside him.

"It's too hot." The magnetic voice lingered in his ears, and Meng Qiao only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"I see, I just asked someone to load the wagon with some watermelons, and we can eat them when we get back. It's a bit hot, so let's go first. ”

"Good!" The two spoke in unison.

Wei Ling looked at the two of them with such a tacit understanding, and his heart was faintly not a taste.

As soon as Meng Qiao got into the carriage, he looked east and west, and he could be very happy when he looked at the big watermelons rolling around in the carriage.

The eyes of the two big men were always glued to her, with a thick doting.

"Brother Meng, don't say it, your tricks are really good."

"The day when Brother Wei marries his daughter-in-law is getting closer and closer, and I still need to take care of it."

Wei Ling was immediately poured a basin of cold water, it turned out that he still remembered this.

"Watermelon has many benefits, it can clear away heat and relieve heat, and it can also remove annoyance and diuretic."

The carriage suddenly jolted, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and his next words were swallowed back hard.

Although watermelon is delicious, eating too much watermelon when you go out is not necessarily a good thing!

Meng Qiao glanced at the two of them secretly, covered his lower abdomen, and fidgeted!

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Er Qiao, you have to hold on!