Seeing his indifference to women, Wei Ling laughed.

When he laughed, Ouyang Rong chuckled in his heart!

"It looks like it's throwing hydrangea to recruit relatives, I don't think Brother Meng has seen it before, right?"

Wei Ling turned his head to look at the bright little man beside him, and he didn't look at the bride in the attic as greedily as other men.

Meng Qiao nodded again and again when he heard this, he really said it in his heart!

"In that case, it's better to stay and watch the fun. Ouyang, what do you think? ”

Ouyang Rong's face was stern, he had no interest, and secretly glanced at the person next to him who couldn't close his mouth.

"Okay, stay and have a good time! Maybe there's a windfall. ”

Meng Qiao felt that someone was looking at him, and when he turned around, he saw the evil eyes shining brightly.

"I see!"

The deliberately lowered voice couldn't hide the original crispness and immaturity, and as soon as the words came out, the attention of the two big men was attracted again, as if they were glued, and they couldn't take their eyes off it at all.

"What do you know?" Ouyang Rong asked first.

This quirky little man must not have thought of anything good!

"Brother Rong has taken a fancy to this Miss Sun!" The white and tender little face was raised slightly, and her eyes were fixed on the bride above the attic again.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The man's starry eyes widened, and he was very excited.

"Brother Rong hasn't married a wife yet, and he usually doesn't mess with flowers, this time he must be tempted, so we'll stay with you and have a look." The fair skin is slightly sweaty, and it looks like a freshly peeled lychee under the hot sun.

Ouyang Rong was so angry that he couldn't wait to reach out and cover her chattering little mouth.

"I think you've taken a fancy to someone, obviously you have to watch the excitement."

Prince Rong, who has always been calm in trouble, can't be quiet at all at this moment.

"You've known each other before?"

Hearing the word usual, Wei Ling frowned.

Meng Qiao was shocked and turned his head to look at Ouyang Rong.

"We've been together a lot lately, and I've seen it for a while." Meng Qiao spoke very slowly, for fear that the words would be exposed!

"Then I won't mess with flowers." Wei Ling said sourly.

"It turns out that both of you have taken a fancy to others, since this is the case, why be shy, it's okay, I'll accompany you!" Meng Qiao laughed, and the two men on the left and the right glanced at each other with a smile and a smile.

Obviously you want to please your wife, okay! Sweat dripping!

There was a lot of noise around, and when a gong sounded, all the men below stopped.

"Everyone, I believe you have heard it a long time ago, today is the day when the little girl comes out of the cabinet, and it is up to God to decide who the son-in-law is." Sun Yuanwai cleared his throat and looked at his baby daughter after speaking.

Miss Sun shyly lowered her head, and the maid standing behind her held the hijab in her hand, ready to cover her head.

At the moment when the hijab was about to be closed, Miss Sun's eyes roughly swept around and fixed on the three men in the front row.

Although there were a lot of people under the attic, the three young men were all extraordinary, noble, and handsome.

Miss Sun had already covered her hijab, and the maid gave her the hydrangea and stood behind her again.

"Two big brothers, I look at Miss Sun as a good person, she looks like a lady, marry a wife and marry a lady, your martial arts are so good, you will work hard!"

Meng Qiao bit his lip and said happily, full of people going crazy.

"You are not allowed to make trouble, you said that you will stay and watch the fun."

Wei Ling blushed and didn't say anything, Ouyang Rong finally couldn't hold his breath and came to her to warn.

Meng Qiao twisted his face, "Lord Wang, I have already given you the money for redemption, you can't care about me anymore." ”

The surroundings were very lively, and the voices of the two of them were very small, and Wei Ling was squeezed around, and he didn't hear clearly at all.

"Don't forget, the five hundred taels are the silver you paid to the king, and you haven't redeemed yourself yet." The man curled the corner of one of his lips, extending a wicked arc.

"Brother Wei has already said that he will give you another set."

"That's a private friendship between the two of us, did your brother Wei say that he sent it for you?"

As soon as these words came out, the world was peaceful!

Meng Qiao grabbed his hair irritably, and his big watery eyes were full of grievances.

No, no!

"Ahh A dull pain suddenly hit the top of his head, Meng Qiao couldn't help but exclaim, and subconsciously hugged his head.

When I looked up, the bride above the attic was still wearing a hijab on her head, but the hydrangea in her hand was gone.

Meng Qiao turned around and saw that the men behind him waved their arms and rushed into a ball.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong with you?" A familiar exclamation sounded in his ears, and Wei Ling came back to his senses.

"It's okay, it's okay." Meng Qiao waved his hand repeatedly.

"Whew!" The person behind suddenly rushed forward in order to snatch the hydrangea, and the weak body fell forward again, and the waist tightened, and fell into the familiar embrace.

Wei Ling was about to make a move, but the person was already in Ouyang Rong's arms.

The man's eyebrows were twisted into Sichuan characters, and for some reason, he was extremely irritable.

"Stupid." The man grabbed her waist with one hand and lifted the person up, and the palm of his hand suddenly touched the top of her head, and the warm body temperature could still be felt through the hair.

"Brother Rong has treated my head as a ball!" was rubbed by him, and Meng Qiao's cheeks suddenly turned red.

"I don't know what to do." The slender and good-looking big hand withdrew, and Ouyang Rong couldn't help but complain.

"Brother Rong definitely didn't grab the ball, but Brother Wei, let's help him."

Only women and villains are difficult to raise!

Meng Qiao pulled the hair that was messed up by him twice and looked at Wei Ling's side.

"Good!" Someone said that it was like the real thing, Wei Ling laughed, and thought it was very interesting.

The woman upstairs is ashamed of the moon, although her background is not as good as his, but it is still excellent to cure his problem of not being close to women!

Ouyang Rong's face changed, with the posture of what she said, Wei Ling Jinkou said, if she really gave the marriage, it would be bad!

"I don't want any of you to grab who's own."

There was a lot of chaos around, and the two of them moved very fast, so where could they care if he disagreed.

Wei Ling jumped up, above those men, and easily snatched the hydrangea with his bare hands.

Meng Qiaohan smiled, very fond of seeing him angry.

Looking at his expression, it seems that he really doesn't like women!

With a smile on his face, Wei Ling flew back and threw the hydrangea to Ouyang Rong, who looked depressed.

The man puffed out with one hand, and the ball spun rapidly, flying in the direction of Meng Qiao.

"I don't want it, I don't want it! I don't want to marry a daughter-in-law! ”

She reacted when the hydrangea was about to arrive in front of her, Meng Qiao's eyes suddenly glared at the boss, and she covered her head with one hand and pushed the ball out.

"Miss, there are three suave sons below who are about to fight for you."

Above the attic, Miss Sun's maid overlooks the various battle situations below, and will listen to the fierce scenes to her master.

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Haha, dear people are all ice and snow smart, Jingjing will give out rewards! Come on, let's guess again, do you think Meng Qiao will obediently return to the palace with Prince Rong? The baby who guesses correctly will be rewarded with 100 coins, Momoda!