"No, no, it's just that the old wounds haven't healed! I can't seem to be a needlework. The woman's eyes widened excitedly, and she sat down on the half-finished menstrual belt, stammering as she spoke.

"It's the first time I've seen a man sew, and since the old wound hasn't healed, don't do it yet."

The man's eyes were not swept around, but his whole body was already paralyzed.

"Good!" Meng Qiao was scared half to death, and trembling stuffed the menstrual belt under the pillow.

"And what did you just do?" The moist lips trembled slightly, and the thin shoulders kept shaking, as if they had done something wrong.

Yadi! Could it be that none of the men in your Rongwang Mansion have women?

The white face was tangled, and the woman's eyes were low, and she didn't know how to answer for a while.

"This is a secret!" The woman didn't even think about blurting out, her long eyelashes flickered up and down, and she didn't dare to look at him at all.

Xue Qian's good-looking sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and he was surprised.

"I'll show you when I'm done, it's not done yet, it's still ugly." The deliberately lowered voice trembled with a delicate feeling, and the woman's cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and she almost didn't know what she was talking about.

If it can be delayed for a while, it can be regarded as a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water.

Joke! Is that something you can see as a big man?

The man's face softened slightly, "The prince specially gave you a fake, saying that he would wait for you to wait until you recovered." ”

"Brother Xue, thank you on my behalf!" Meng Qiao breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Okay, you take care of your injuries."

The man didn't say much, and his handsome cheeks were slightly sweaty, full of masculinity!

Xue Qian walked out of the room with a heart full of incomprehension, and the woman was so frightened that she was covered in sweat and plunged into the bed.

"When it's done, show it to others?"

The water that spilled out of the words was spilled, and Meng Qiao chewed on this sentence, feeling that he had lost a lot.

"Brother Xue, Brother Xue!" The next morning, a loud voice filled the backyard of the palace.

"It turned out to be you, so anxious, what's the matter?" The familiar voice surged into his eardrums, and the man quickly turned away.

Meng Kai stood side by side with him, and the woman clearly felt his disgust.

The woman's moist lips pursed slightly, extending a smile as bright as the day of birth.

"Something I promised to show you last time." The woman smiled mysteriously with her hands behind her back, a shy crimson on her cheeks.

The man was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at Meng Kai beside him.

"Don't look at me, I don't know your secrets."

The woman unfolded the cloth bag in her hand, and a yellow thing jumped in front of her, and the two men were stunned.

"What's that? It's like a piece of hair cake! Meng Kai frowned and took the lead in speaking.

"What, this is a doll I made." The woman's eyes widened.

After thinking about it all night, I finally got up early today and made this thing, SpongeBob SquarePants!

"This." Xue Qian didn't know what to say for a while.

"I have a lot of brothers and sisters in my hometown, and I want to bring them next time I go back, because I couldn't afford to buy cloth before."

The man's heart tightened, and he reached out to take it.

"Brother Xue, if you like it, I'll give it to you."

"No, I'd better take it back to your younger siblings." There was a soft brilliance in the man's eyes, and the sentence that he couldn't afford to buy fabric deeply touched the softest place in his heart.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm sending you." After the woman finished speaking, she ran away, if she can return to modern times safely, maybe she can be an actor, or the kind of powerful faction.

As everyone knows, a pair of deep pool-like eyes are staring at the delicate figure closely.

Meng Qiao sent him medicine as usual, and with the frustration when he first arrived, he no longer dared to secretly test whether he was really sick.

"The king, the king." There was surprise in the woman's soft voice.

I didn't expect him to stand at the door all the time, so didn't he see it all just now?

"Lord Wang, please take medicine"

The man's good-looking eyes narrowed slightly, the weather was too hot, and the woman rolled up her sleeves, revealing a large white wrist, which echoed with the delicate and smooth white jade bowl, which was pleasing to the eye.

After a long time, Ouyang Rong finally took the medicine bowl, and his movements were very fast.

Looking at his heroic appearance, the woman bit her lip.

"What are you laughing at?" A slightly lazy voice sounded, and Meng Qiao slowly raised his head.

Only then did he realize that the straps of his clothes were not fastened, and a large sturdy chest was being exposed to the air.

"It's a little happy to meet such a good master as the prince!" The woman's white and tender little face was filled with a bright smile.

"Sycophants!" The man turned around, and Meng Qiao took the lead in walking to the table and poured him a glass of water.

"Ahem, ahem" I don't know if he drank too fast or coughed again, the man coughed several times in succession, and a flush appeared on his fair face.

The woman's palm arched slightly and gently patted him on the back.

"I heard you know how to do needlework?" I've heard everything and seen it!

The man finally stopped coughing and asked coldly.

Meng Qiao chuckled in her heart, and sure enough, as she guessed, he had already seen it when she gave the doll to Xue Qian just now.

That doll is just for prevaricating menstrual belts!

"I can't talk about it, the small ones are just sewn indiscriminately." The woman lowered her eyes, not daring to look into his eyes.

"Beautiful." Although there are not many words, they are loud.

Meng Qiao's heart was happy at the same time, and the egg hurt very much!

"It's very shoddy, how can it be in the eyes of the prince? The prince has won the award, and the little one is ashamed, ashamed. The heat under her body was very turbulent, and the woman took a few steps back one after another, her cheeks glowing with abnormal white.

"This king likes it." The man's slender and powerful fingertips pinched the cup, and a sexy arc stretched out between his head and drink, and a few drops of water flowed down his thin lips and dripped on the tight muscles that made people blush and heartbeat.

"The little one will make one for the prince when he goes back."

The man nodded, and spread his arms.

Meng Qiao closed his eyes and walked forward slowly, the two were extremely close, and the delicate fingertips of his clothes couldn't help but touch his skin when he was dressing.

"Lord Wang, okay, the little one will go down first." The woman's breath was disordered, and she kept her head down.

"Since the injury hasn't healed yet, there's no need to wait."

"What?" As soon as the woman turned around, she chuckled in her heart.

"There's blood on your pants." With a sweep of her eyes like a deep pool, the woman's face suddenly turned red.

"yes, it's out of the way." Meng Qiao quickly turned around and put his hands behind his back.

Fortunately, he had seen her butt hurt before, and now that the weather was hot, it was impossible not to get wet, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was not good.

"The trauma medicine that this king gave you is made with dozens of medicinal materials, and no matter how heavy the injury is, it can be healed in a short time after rubbing it." The man withheld the next words, and she understood what he meant.

The man walked slowly, and another surge came under him, and the woman bit her lip, and the fear in her heart became stronger and stronger.