The man bent down and picked up the bath towel on the ground, Meng Qiao staggered, pulled his legs and ran!

Ouyang Rong calmly wrapped the bath towel around his waist again, and his eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character!

"Meng boy, the prince is bathing, right?"

Meng Qiao returned the same way, but he didn't expect the housekeeper to still be standing there.

When the woman heard this, she was angry, and she didn't plan to deal with him at all, so she passed by angrily!

The butler's thin body was knocked backwards, and he wanted to take off his shoes and beat her.

"You kid is really getting bigger and smaller!" Who claimed to be good at sycophants in the first place? Who to show with a cold face now?

It was late at night, and the butler was so angry that he didn't notice that she was wet.

When Meng Qiao went back, the rest of the family had already finished showering.

The woman hugged her arms and shivered, who had her bathing and washing cow anger, not only went down to the ice water to drink it, but also looked at the Yushu Linfeng Rong Wangye, I don't know whether to cry or be happy.

"Brother Meng, you're soaking wet!" As soon as Meng Qiao came in, the family members stopped gossiping, as if discussing the identity of the woman.

Meng Qiao hugged his arm in embarrassment, the fat clothes of the old man were stained with water, and the slender figure was depicted more and more fittingly, the woman subconsciously reached out and pulled the clothes twice, and a family member suddenly twisted her sleeve, and the water flowed on the ground.

"I just went to take a shower."

"You took a shower without taking off your clothes?" As soon as the man's words came out, the other people in the room couldn't help but want to laugh.

"It's cool." Meng Qiao laughed dryly, it's over, there are no clothes to change this time.

The famous Ding Han laughed twice, wiped his sweat and turned back.

"Ahh Sneezed repeatedly, the family members all looked this way, Meng Qiao lowered his head and ran out of the room in a panic.

"Since you haven't rested yet, let's go and do some work for this king." There was a sudden sexy and beautiful voice behind her, and in the dead of night, the woman was really startled.

Meng Qiao hurriedly turned around, and his tall figure came into view, making people's heartbeat inexplicably faster.

"What does the prince command?" Meng Qiao bit his lip, extremely aggrieved.

It was already so late, she was wet, and she didn't have a change of clothes. Meng Qiao regretted a little, he should have bought some underwear to wear when he went out of the house last time, after all, it was a girl's house, Meng Qiao thought about it, and his eyes were already wet.

People are princes, let you go east, you must not go west, Meng Qiao snorted heavily, and stood in front of him listlessly.

"Go cook a bowl of ginger soup for this king, and ask the kitchen to make some noodle soup by the way."

"Yes, Lord Wang!" The woman answered, just took a step but suddenly couldn't move, a powerful air flow swept in, and the hot heat wave invaded every inch of delicate skin, swimming all over the body!

"Whew!" The heat behind him suddenly became less intense, and Meng Qiao leaned forward and quickly stabilized his footsteps.

The woman turned around and saw that Na Rong Wang Ye had already turned his tall body around.

The clothes that were so wet that they were dripping were all dry, and they seemed to smell of sunshine.

What a great kung fu! The woman secretly admired in her heart, she had seen such a situation on TV before, and one day it happened to her.

The corners of the woman's lips lifted slightly, and she ran to the palace kitchen with a cigarette.

The cook was very puzzled, since he went to the palace to do things, he didn't know that the prince had the habit of eating supper.

It is rare for the prince to order, and the people in the kitchen are very quick to do things, and it doesn't take long to prepare the noodle soup and ginger soup.

"Lord Wang, your food is here."

The man was sitting on a chair in the room at this time, and his deliberately muffled voice was accompanied by a soft knock on the door, and his dazzling eyes slowly opened.

"Come in." Ouyang Rong responded in a low voice.

It hasn't been a long time since she entered the house, but it's not a day or two, and the woman is still not so handy at doing things.

Meng Qiao took the wooden tray in his hand with some difficulty, and pushed open the door with one free hand.

"Lord Wang, please use it, if there is nothing to tell the little one, go down first."

"This king suddenly doesn't want to eat again." The man's thick eyebrows jumped, and his angular cheeks rose slightly.

Meng Qiao's chest rose and fell so badly that she was not allowed to sleep at night, and after such a big circle, he actually didn't eat it!

If it weren't for this disparity in status, she would have grabbed him by the collar and hung him.

Of course, it's another thing to fight or not, sweat drops!

Meng Qiao felt awkward for a while, but decided to endure it, and when she had enough money, she must redeem herself immediately.

The woman couldn't help biting her lip and stepped forward slightly.

"Since the prince doesn't want to eat it, the small one will be removed." Meng Qiao stretched out his hand and touched the bottom of the bowl, and his fingertips suddenly became warm, not the bottom of the bowl, but the real body temperature!

The fingertips of the two touched, and the woman withdrew her hand in a panic, lowered her eyes and stopped putting away the bowl.

"You don't have to serve it, you can eat it."

"The little ones don't dare." Meng Qiao raised his head suddenly, but saw that the man's face did not change.

"If you are told to eat, you will eat, and you will not listen to the words of this king?" That gaze was a little incomprehensible, the man clenched his fists and coughed lightly, Meng Qiao couldn't bear to refuse again.

"Thank you, Lord Wang!" Meng Qiao clenched his fists, reached out and picked up the hot noodle soup and ginger soup.

Although the clothes on her body were dry, her body was really cold, and the moonlight was just right tonight, so she simply sat outside the door, taking a sip of ginger soup and a mouthful of hot noodles, sweating and sweating from eating, and she was very happy.

"This king thinks you're familiar, are you sure we haven't seen each other before?"

Meng Qiao had just finished eating the soup and noodles, his whole body was warm, his slender white and tender little hands were covering his abdomen, his beautiful and clear eyes were slightly narrowed, his moist lips were scalded by the hot soup, and the corners of his mouth stretched out a satisfied arc.

The woman was startled when she heard someone speak, chewed carefully on what he had just said, and her thin little body swooped up from the steps.

"Lord Wang, did you disturb your rest?" The big eyes of the water and the spirit of the water turned, and the past scenes of the two acquaintances flashed in their minds.

"You are running away from the words of this king." There was a slight displeasure in the man's tone.

"How can it be, Lord Wang, you are high, and the little one is a grass people, how can you have the opportunity to know the prince!" Meng Qiao's gaze was evasive, and he didn't dare to look into his eyes at all.

"If it weren't for the recruitment of people in the palace this time, the little one would not have had the opportunity to come to your side in his life. If the small ones can eat enough, they will not be so thin and malnourished! It's too poor, it's too poor, if only I really knew the prince before. ”

Someone smiled, and he was really more confident when he was full.

"I think you look like a man." A smile tugged at the corner of the man's lips, and although it was charming, the woman felt that it was extremely dangerous.

"It's a real honor to be small." She didn't dare to ask who it was, for fear of falling into the trap he had dug.

"Lord Wang, if there is nothing wrong, the little one will go down first." Meng Qiao emphasized that he didn't dare to stay longer for any more points.

Today's events are a little too obvious, could it be that he already recognizes it?

Meng Qiao shook his head and quickly lowered his head, being a concubine is too spineless, don't don't!

"Let's go down."

The sound was like a heavenly sound, and the woman was even happier than the New Year, picking up the tray on the ground and about to slip away.

"Ahh

The woman had just descended the steps, and when she walked too quickly, she fell down in the air under her feet.

The man in front of him was very fast, and at the moment she fell, the man had already wrapped one hand around her waist. The woman's ruddy lips inevitably kissed on the sexy thin lips, and a strange feeling moved up from the tail vertebrae, and suddenly exploded like fireworks in the brain, and the woman's white and tender little hands were still pulling the fabric of his placket, and both of them were breathing a little fast.

Meng Qiao hurriedly pushed him away, his mood was very complicated, and the first kiss was given to the ancients.

The woman's cheeks were flushed, and the man in front of her had the noodle soup she had spilled on his chest, although it was a little wolfy, but it did not affect the pleasing to the eye.

"Senior brother!" A delicate voice came, and the two of them turned their heads to look at each other, and the woman and the housekeeper who had just arrived in the house during the day were standing not far away, looking at this side in surprise.

"Senior sister, why haven't you rested yet?" Meng Qiao couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill, but the man was still calm and light at this time, they must have been here for a long time.

"Senior brother, are all the rumors outside true?" The woman was extremely aggrieved.

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Guess what the rumors are that the little sister said, the reward of 88 coins per person who answers correctly, haha, the answer will be revealed tomorrow, what, where did the dear ones go to play during the May Day holiday?