"Brother Wei, you're stepping on my skirt."

Meng Qiao grabbed the corner of the gauze skirt again, deliberately raising his tone.

The willow eyebrows were furrowed, and the smooth little face bathed in the sea breeze was tangled.

Seeing the handsome face in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the situation of being pressed on the bed by Ouyang Rong that day, but he saw it all, sweating dripping!

"I'm really sorry to look at you and not notice your feet."

Wei Ling swallowed her saliva, her mouth was a little dry, and she couldn't wait to take her back to the palace now.

Hearing Jiao's trembling complaints, the man immediately moved his feet away.

Meng Qiao pulled the fine sand on his skirt twice and slowly got up from the ground.

The chestnut-brown hair fluttered in the sea breeze, and the pink gauze skirt reflected the red in the supple face.

The sea breeze is gusting, the gauze is tightly attached to the body, and the seemingly weak body is slender, which makes people want to give birth to a pair of eyes that can see through and peek out.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, noticing his strange eyes, he chuckled in his heart, and panicked inexplicably.

Although Ouyang Rong is a bastard, he hopes that he will come back soon.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong with you? The face is not very good. Wei Ling followed.

Meng Qiao pulled the dress that had been stained on his body, his small fan-like eyelashes flickered twice, and his white and translucent cheeks were really a little pale.

"Brother Wei, don't call it that way in the future."

With autumn-like eyes blinking, Meng Qiao lifted the hem of his skirt and walked in the direction of Ouyang Rong's departure.

The white and tender little feet are just like the ones I saw that day, and the toes like white jade beads are crystal clear, stepping lightly in the seawater, like a mysterious treasure growing here.

"Why? Is he not allowed? Wei Ling suddenly became anxious.

I had already discovered that she was a woman, if it weren't for Ouyang Rong's close water, she would have been his person a long time ago!

The man rushed up excitedly, and his big iron pincer-like hand held her snow-white lotus arm tightly, and there was no escape.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, chuckled in his heart, struggled twice but didn't shake it off.

"Of course not."

"Why is that?"

Accompanied by the sea breeze, a fragrant smell came to his face, as if the fragrance of milk was mixed with the fragrance of exotic flowers and plants, Wei Ling closed his eyes, and his chest rose and fell.

The tender little hands clenched into fists, anxiously plugging their lips.

"Although I came from a very ordinary background, aren't human lives all ordinary? I'm afraid to die. ”

Wei Ling took his hand away, his big watery eyes rolled, and Meng Qiao breathed a deep sigh of relief.

"Brother Meng, what happened?" Wei Ling frowned.

"The other day, the princess sent someone to hunt me down, and I almost died on the street."

With a hint of cunning in his clear spring-like eyes, Meng Qiao lowered his head, for fear that one would accidentally laugh out.

"There is such a thing!"

Starry eyes were round and full of anger, no wonder she didn't want to speak, it turned out that she was angry with him!

Thinking of this, Wei Ling suddenly felt a lot relieved.

At least, she didn't really hate him anymore.

"I think it must be that the princess doesn't want you to have anything to do with me after knowing my identity, now that I think about it, she is also for your good, Brother Wei, don't be angry."

"Well, don't be angry."

Wei Lingqiang pulled out a smile, extremely stiff!

"Brother Meng, if only I could see you every day."

Wei Ling's breathing was a little short, and he raised his hand to touch her shoulder.

Meng Qiao's eyebrows furrowed, his hands clenched into fists, and just as he was about to dodge his touch, a white figure descended like a wind.

The wind was whistling on his face, the man's starry eyes were round, and he turned around to dodge!

"Ouyang, do you want to hurt me?"

When he saw the person in front of him clearly, a wave of anger grew endlessly, Wei Ling gritted his teeth and sneered.

A look of sudden realization appeared on his handsome cheeks, and he raised his sword eyebrows and strode forward to block the delicate little body behind him.

"I was dazzled just now, and I thought it was a disciple who wanted to tease my concubine."

The sexy thin lips opened lightly, and the word concubine was bitten by him very hard.

The figure was too tall, and the delicate and soft figure stood behind him, and the scene was really invisible.

"No wonder." Wei Ling had nothing to say.

"Brother Wei, we haven't been together for a long time, so let's grill fish together."

Obviously with her back to her back, the strong and generous big hand still easily wrapped her tender hand in the palm of her hand, Meng Qiao bit her lip and struggled a few times, but to no avail.

"Okay." Wei Ling's promise was very simple.

Meng Qiao was shocked, and was finally liberated from behind him.

"Lord Wang, what are you going to do?"

The tender little hand tugged at the sleeve of his shirt, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Meng Qiao tugged at his sleeve and walked away, his voice couldn't be quieter.

"There is a saying, slap a sweet date."

The sexy thin lips are hooked, extending the evil smile to the bone.

Yadi, you're really a good hand!

Meng Qiao was a little crying and laughing, no wonder this guy was above 10,000 people under Da Wei alone, and he really had a set.

In a daze, a stream of heat swept from the bottom up, and the pores on the body seemed to open up, and the wet gauze skirt on the body dried out at once.

"That's amazing!"

The red cherry-like mouth opened slightly in surprise, and the delicate little hand touched the hem of the skirt, which was dry and refreshing, without even a trace of dampness.

He is a man who has never lacked praise, but at this moment, his heart is like eating honey.

The word "powerful" was bitten crisply by the person carved in pink, and the corners of Ouyang Rong's lips were slightly hooked, staring at her stupidly.

"Go get your shoes and socks on."

"It's uncomfortable to wear, and it's going to get wet."

The good-looking willow frowned, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and looked pitiful and abrasive, which was really abrasive.

"Obedient, put it on."

The pair of shoes here and there, mischievous like the disobedient little thing in front of them.

Meng Qiao wrung his fingers, his brows furrowed, and he was extremely reluctant.

As soon as his lips were hot, the handsome face instantly enlarged in front of him, and the masculinity exclusive to the man rushed into the end of his nose, thick and enveloping, seductively falling.

The man's movements were wild, and she felt like her nose was about to be squeezed.

"Ahh What are you doing? ”

Finally pushed the sturdy and tall man in front of him away, Meng Qiao panted roughly, his hair exploded, his big watery eyes were full of hatred, and he glared at him very unkindly.

The back of the smooth and white hand wiped his lips, and he was bullied again and again, and he was wronged home!

"His soul has been taken away by you, do you still want to dangle in front of him barefoot?"

Ouyang Rong's words fell, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and his collapsed little face became a little angry.

The socks were not easy to wear, so she only wore her shoes well.

Not far away, Wei Ling smashed his fist into the sand, and his starry eyes ignited with rage.

"Two, I suddenly remembered that I still have something, let's go first, and we'll see you another day."

Holding a breath in his chest, his stomach was very full, Wei Ling got up slowly, and what kind of grilled fish he was eating, he was full of gas.

"Okay, we'll see you another day!"

The big broad hand wrapped around the slender waist, Meng Qiao was startled by this sudden movement, and threw himself into his arms.

The man snorted and tightly covered the restless and delicate man.

Wei Ling clenched his fists tightly, his upright posture was full of loneliness and anger, and he turned around and left.

The delicate and watery man looked like an angry little beast, and the cherry red mouth opened slightly, unceremoniously biting the tight texture of his chest.

A crispy and itchy feeling exploded in an instant, Ouyang Rong snorted, raised his arm and let her go.

"Lord Wang, why do you always bully a maid?"

The sea breeze blows the long chestnut brown hair, and the pink and tender people are like the fairies in the sea, touching people's hearts with a smile and a smile and anger.

"This king didn't treat you as a maid."

There is a hint of languidness and evil on her handsome cheeks, and her thin lips are upturned, extending an intoxicating smile.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and twisted his body over.

"Let's go."

The sexy and magnetic voice pours into the eardrum, as if it is infinitely attractive, and people can't resist it.

"Where are you going?"

The ruddy lips squirmed a few times, and swallowed again with dissatisfaction.

"Go home."

All the good interest was disturbed by Wei Ling, Ouyang Rong lifted the fish on the ground, and tried to hold the tender little hand with his other hand, Meng Qiao hurriedly hid his hand behind his back, and strode forward with a meteor.

"You!"

There was a slight pain in the numbness, and it exploded instantly on the surface of the foot.

Ouyang Rong snorted, and his sexy voice was hoarse.

The pink dress blown by the sea breeze fluttered, Meng Qiao turned around with a choked breath, and the three thousand strands of hair caressed his face, strand by strand, as if gently lifting the veil, revealing that beautiful and white face.

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled a few times, and he forgot about the pain in his feet for a while.

"Now I don't take you as a prince!"

Meng Qiao bit his lip, eager to go over and step on him again.

When the words fell, the little guy with pink carving ran away!

The man couldn't cry or laugh, this little thing was capable, and he knew how to bully him!

In King Rong's mansion, it is in full swing today.

In the garden, bursts of fresh and burnt aroma waft out with the wind, and the taste buds of people are wide open.

"Lord Wang."

The delicate and silky little hand held the bamboo stick, and the crisp words poured into the eardrum, Ouyang Rong put down the folding fan and reached out to take it.

A tingling sensation erupted in his fingertips, and Meng Qiao withdrew his hand in a panic.

Since her identity was revealed, there has been a maid in the house.

After the two returned to the house, Meng Qiao changed into a maid's clothes, obviously they were all the same clothes, but they had a different charm on her body.

"Let them get it, don't you want to eat grilled fish? Sit down and eat. ”

A few skewers had just been baked, and they were all handed to him.

Ouyang Rong didn't move, and kept it all for her.

"Slaves don't dare."

Meng Qiao pursed the corners of his lips and continued to roast next to the charcoal fire.

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows were furrowed, there was really nothing he could do with her.

"Lord Wang, Miss Meng is here."

Meng Kai hurriedly came with his fists hugged, and several maids were in the lush garden, and suddenly there was a sense of femininity.

The wound on his buttocks had just healed, Meng Kai blinked, fluttering, and really thought that he had gone to the wrong place.

When did there be so many maids in the house, didn't the prince like this the most?

Ouyang Rong nodded, picked up the folding fan and prepared to get up.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his long eyelashes reflected a soft arc, and he stopped the movement of his hand.

The sun was scorching, and the white and smooth little face was sweaty, Meng Qiao raised his hand to wipe the sweat, picked up the roasted one, and no longer added coals to it.

Meng Qiao found a shade and sat on the ground, holding his knees with his hands, and suddenly lost his appetite.

"You're Meng Qiao?"

The surprised voice suddenly poured into the eardrums, and Meng Qiao looked up and saw that it was Meng Kai!

Meng Qiao nodded, got up from the ground, and pulled the dust from his skirt twice.

"No wonder." Meng Kai burst out with a few smirks.

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his big eyes flickered a few times, and he didn't understand what he meant.

Meng Kai once again experienced the expression of looking at the fool, and stopped laughing in embarrassment.

"It's nothing, it's nothing, you're pretty good-looking."

All the resentment seemed to disappear in an instant, and he used to look down on his delicate appearance the most, and he didn't look like a man at all.

No wonder the prince spoils her so much, she is really a person who should be held in the palm of her hand and cared for carefully.

"Master Meng, don't you hate me anymore?" Meng Qiao's face was stern.

Meng Kai was speechless for a while, and a string of fragrant grilled fish appeared in front of him, and the man was stunned.

"No, it's not annoying."

There have never been women in the house, and occasionally seeing Meng Liuyan didn't tremble like this, Meng Kai stammered and suddenly became nervous.

Meng Qiao smiled, revealing his white teeth like braided shells, and his eyes were crystal clear, without a trace of miscellaneous.

Meng Kai took the grilled fish with one hand tremblingly, and took a bite recklessly, his mouth was numb from the heat.

The sound of rustling footsteps came, and the two turned back in unison, the handsome man and the handsome woman, and the two walked side by side towards this side.

Meng Kai was embarrassed to let her take the unfinished food, so he had to solve it in three or two clicks.

"Lord Wang, Miss Meng." Meng Qiao respectfully clenched his fists and stepped aside.

"Senior brother is so Yaxing, I actually thought of eating here."

Meng Liuyan pursed his lips and smiled, and the Zhu Hai on his head made a crisp sound with the movement of his head, which was very pleasant.

Ouyang Rong just smiled, but his eyes fell on the person standing under the tree.

The cool shade shrouded the delicate body, Meng Qiao slowly raised his head, Meng Liuyan was dressed in a pink dress, with a slender figure, standing with someone was simply a golden boy and a girl.

Pink?

Meng Qiao bit his lip and chuckled at the tip of his heart!

No wonder the clothes he asked someone to buy for her were all pink and bright colors, it turned out that his junior sister liked to wear them like this.

The watery and smoky eyes flickered twice, surging with a sourness.

"It's a pity that I've already eaten when I came, otherwise we'll have a drink here."

Meng Liuyan's voice was soft and gentle, and the bird was very human.

Ouyang Rong stared at the poor man under the tree, the corners of his lips suddenly hooked, and his mood suddenly improved.

"It's okay, it's okay later."

As if hearing a great happy event, Meng Liuyan nodded fiercely.

"Senior brother, I want to talk to you about something alone."

"Okay, let's go to the study." Ouyang Rong responded.

The two of them left one after the other, and the people in the garden breathed a sigh of relief, and all kinds of eyes shot towards Meng Qiao.

The prince occupied her body but didn't want her so soon, could it be that he had a dispute with the prince because he didn't want to be a concubine?

No one touches what has just been baked, and the fruits of her labor cannot be wasted!

Meng Qiao puffed out his white and tender cheeks, forcibly suppressed the sour and astringent taste surging in his heart, took all the grilled fish in his hands, and slowly left here.

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and swallowed it in a big gulp.

"Shhhh

A tingling pain erupted in his lips, and Meng Qiao took a deep breath, twisting the fish bone with his fingertips and picking it out.

The smell of blood spread, and she had no intention of eating it again.

"Are you alright?"

Meng Kai followed closely behind, and guessed most of her awkward appearance.

"It's okay, I was stabbed by a fish bone."

Meng Qiao shook his head, and Ouyang Rong's smug appearance appeared in his mind.

Yadi, isn't he just a hypocrite?

Meng Qiao suddenly turned into a woman, as if he had reacquainted himself, Meng Kai opened his mouth, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Meng Kai touched his body for a long time, but he didn't even have a handkerchief.

Xu is embarrassment was felt, Meng Qiao licked his lips, and the blood was no longer out.

"Master Meng, you go and get busy, I'm really fine."

Meng Kai nodded and walked in the direction of the study.

Miss Meng must have something important to do here, maybe the prince will call him again in a while.

Meng Qiao sat on the flower bed with one hand on his cheek.

"Do you like him?"

Meng Kai just left, who is talking?

The voice was too familiar, and his eyes lit up, and Meng Qiao raised his head suddenly, bumping into the lonely look.

"Brother Pan!"

The ruddy little mouth was pricked, and the wound could not be found, but it was red and swollen.

As soon as Meng Qiao spoke, a wave of pain followed.

"Later, did the prince embarrass you and hurt you?" Meng Qiao immediately got up.

It must be okay to be able to enter and exit freely, Pan Sheng shook his head.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Why did you just ask that?"

Meng Qiao motioned for him to sit down, Pan Sheng hesitated, but still sat next to her on the flower bed.

Bai Nen's little hands clenched into fists and blocked their lips.

"I see that you were very sad when the prince was with that Miss Meng."

"Brother Pan! What are you talking about! ”

The eyes are round, like the suddenly angry pufferfish, bulging and cute.

Although Ouyang Rong didn't punish him, Pan Sheng has been a lot haggard in the past few days, and all kinds of things about her have come into his ears, whether it is true or not, it is not very comfortable to hear.

"I won't like him, I won't fall in love with the word."

Meng Qiao's eyebrows were frowning, and it was so easy to be extreme when his feelings were not good.

However, coming here was purely accidental, will you suddenly go back one day?

"What are your plans?"

Hearing that she seemed to have difficulties in her words, Pan Sheng asked curiously.

"I don't know now, I promised the prince a few days ago that I would not leave the palace."

She had no intention of eating the grilled fish in her hand anymore, and her wrist was sore.

Pan Sheng was shocked, obviously he didn't want to have anything to do with it, why did he put himself in it?

"Why?" The resolute cheeks were full of questions.

Meng Qiao hesitated and licked his lips, the stinging sensation was still there, as if the fish bones were still inside, it was extremely uncomfortable.

"At the beginning, the prince let you go, that is, I did not leave King Rong's Mansion."

The voice trembled slightly, and Meng Qiao kept his head drooping.

A bolt from the blue!

Pan Sheng sat on pins and needles and stood up with red eyes.

"Little Joe, I didn't know it would be like this."

"Brother Pan, don't feel guilty, maybe it's going to be clear?"

The sweaty little face was not so bright, but it forced a smile.

"What do you mean by that?"

"When the prince marries a wife, he will definitely be able to release me."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, and a few strands of sweaty broken hair stuck to his white and tender cheeks, full of bewitchment.

"It's unlikely."

Tong guò one after another, he probably knows the temper of the prince, there is nothing that he recognizes that cannot be done, and the person he likes will let it go?

He didn't believe it!

"No matter who he marries in the future, she will definitely not let me continue to be in the house, and I will be able to leave."

Yadi, I hope he didn't marry Wei Ling's sister!

"Now I can only take one step at a time."

Pan Sheng sighed, his back was extremely lost.

As everyone knows, a pair of bright eyes not far away were instantly covered with a layer of frost, and the cold was overwhelming!

Pan Sheng was inconvenient to stay longer, so the two chatted briefly and left.

Meng Qiao looked at the grilled fish that was still hot in his hand, and suddenly remembered someone!

"Four joys, four joys!"

The kitchen knives and chopping boards made a sharp and dull sound, and the sound of frying and frying almost drowned out the crisp sound.

Sixi was squatting on the ground washing vegetables, reluctant in his heart, but he still stood up.

"Is there something wrong?" Sixi was expressionless.

She had expected this result a long time ago, Meng Qiao grinned, and the tender little white hand held a large handful of grilled fish and handed it over as if offering flowers.

The smell of burnt aroma lingers on the nose, and some people salivate and want to nibble on two bites even if they are not hungry.

I have to say, her craftsmanship is really good!

"Thanks, I'm not hungry."

Sixi swallowed his saliva, but didn't take it.

"Sixi, I still want to be with you like before."

Meng Qiao puffed out his cheeks and let go of a child who had not grown up.

As soon as his shoulders tightened, his thin body had to retreat, Meng Qiao squirmed his lips a few times, and before he could say anything, he had already been withdrawn.

"Plop!"

Meng Qiao sat on the ground, half of his body in the house and half of his body outside.

A dull pain spread from his buttocks, one small hand propped up on the ground, and the grilled fish in the other hand was unscathed.

Meng Qiao's chest rose and fell, Sixi didn't seem to expect this to be the case, and was about to help her up from the ground with concern, but stopped moving.

"Yes! I lied to you, but I never lied to your feelings, I didn't want to use you to hide people's eyes, I took you as a sister! Since you're not uncommon, then I won't bother. ”

It hurts so much!

Meng Qiao grinned and got up from the ground, pulled his dusty clothes twice, his eyes were filled with warm liquid, and he turned around to leave.

"I didn't mean that, I just couldn't ease up for a while, and I didn't blame you for a long time."

Sixi's shoulders trembled, and the golden beans crackled and fell.

Meng Qiao's eyes were slightly red, and he sneered.

"Look at your heavy color and light friend!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and Sixi helped her to her residence.

In the evening, a feast was set up in the garden.

There were all kinds of delicacies from the mountains and seas on the big round table, but the man couldn't muster his appetite, and the small appearance of someone holding a grilled fish came to his mind.

As if remembering something unhappy again, Ouyang Rong's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and suddenly put his chopsticks on the table.

The people standing around sighed in their hearts, and there was no bottom for seven or eight down.

"Senior brother, don't have a good appetite?"

Meng Liuyan was just about to pick up vegetables for him, but pursed his lips and stopped moving.

"Well, you eat first, I suddenly remembered that there was something to do, so go out first."

The words fell, and Ouyang Rong strode away.

Meng Liuyan has no appetite anymore, he doesn't seem to see the white and pure family when he comes to the house this time, is it because of him that the senior brother is in a bad mood?

Ouyang Rong walked very fast, and Meng Kai was originally following closely, but now he was thrown far away, and he was about to be unable to keep up.

"Has Meng Qiao ever been back?"

The magnetic voice was mixed with a thick anxiety, and he strode to the door of the room.

The guards guarding the door shook their heads, and Ouyang Rong chuckled in his heart.

In the garden, she sat with the guard named Pan Sheng and talked and laughed, would she run away again?

"Lord Wang, what's going on?" Meng Kai finally caught up.

"You are waiting here, Meng Qiao is back, remember to come and tell this king."

"Yes!"

It was getting late and late, and the whole palace was about to be turned over, but a naughty guy didn't know it.

Meng Qiao didn't want to go back, so he simply spent the night in Sixi.

"Sister Meng, what are you wearing?"

Sixi pointed to the white dress on her body, with two thin straps on her shoulders, which just covered her knees, and looked very cool.

Sixi slept in a big bunk, and the hard one was quite cool.

Meng Qiaosa rolled over happily and turned over with a grunt.

"This is what I did in the past two days, and it is hot to sleep in long clothes and trousers."

"Is it hot?"

Sixi grinned, pulled the quilt between the two of them, and covered her inside.

The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, and the two of them were crazy and had no edge, thinking that the maid who had finished working had come back to sleep.

A strong aura surged and rolled in the air, Ouyang Rong's chest rose and fell, and the quilt on the bed arched one after another, and crisp laughter kept coming.

"Meng Qiao!"

The strong and powerful hand ripped off the quilt on the two of them, and with a light light on the top of their heads, they finally got fresh air!

This roar scared the two of them into a smart body!

Sixi gasped, hurriedly got off the ground, and knelt at his feet.

The big watery eyes flickered twice, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and grabbed the quilt he threw out to cover his body.

The man seemed to see through her thoughts, and the quilt that had just arrived was thrown out again.

Bai Shengsheng's thighs were impressive, Ouyang Rong's Adam's apple rolled a few times, and his strong big hand dragged her leg and pulled it to him.

The straps on his shoulders had fallen off in half, revealing a large patch of snowy skin on his chest.

"Ahh

Meng Qiao exclaimed, his waist tightened, and a feeling of whirling heaven and earth instantly hit.

The man carried her on his shoulders domineeringly, and the person on his shoulders was greatly frightened, like a drowning man, and fluttered vigorously.

A big hand slapped her buttocks, Meng Qiao's cheeks flushed, and he opened his mouth to bite his shoulder.

The man didn't do anything, as if nothing had happened.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

After a toss, he was covered in sweat, Meng Qiao panted roughly, and beat him hard.

"Little thing, this king loves you and you don't want it, and you actually mess around with the maid!"

With his head down, his tender little hands had to grab the hem of his back.

"I'm a maid, what's wrong with me sleeping there?"

Afraid that he would really get her, Ouyang Rong quickened his pace with his internal strength, and the maid's residence was very far away from his room, but it was there in the blink of an eye.

Seeing the prince carrying someone back, he didn't have to think about it to know who it was.

Meng Kai didn't salute for the first time, and the other two guards guarding the door also left quickly and with great interest.

Ouyang Rong kicked the door open, and his delicate body was thrown onto the bed.

With his savage movements, the nightdress on his body was messy, and the skirt was even rolled up to it.

"Lord Wang, Lord Wang."

Meng Qiao tugged at the hem of his skirt, feeling empty.

The prince shouted crisply, and Ouyang Rong raised his hand and grabbed the snow-white lotus arm.

Sexy thin lips then fell, frenzied like a rainstorm and black wind.

"I'm a maid, not a concubine! Not a concubine! ”

Meng Qiao opened his teeth and claws, and his white and tender claws scratched his chest.

Ouyang Rong stared at her with red eyes, "Yes, it's not a concubine, it's a maid." ”

"Lord Wang, then you let me go."

Meng Qiao bit his lip and didn't dare to act rashly.

"It's a maid!"

The sexy thin lips stretched out a wicked smile, and the watery eyes were round, and I couldn't believe my ears.

"What are you talking about, I'm just an ordinary maid."

The ruddy little mouth is slightly open, and no amount of justification is useless.

The bright eyes suddenly narrowed, and the smooth chin was hooked with one hand.

"Who bit it?"

The moist lip flap is red and swollen, and the man is pressing, which makes people feel oppressive.

Meng Qiao raised his hand to cover the back of his hand and tried to take it away, but both hands were imprisoned at the same time.

"You can't take care of it!"

I don't know where the courage came from, Meng Qiao snorted, twisted his face, and whatever he wanted.

The strong big hand suddenly grabbed the shoulder strap of her nightdress, Meng Qiao's eyes were round, and he gasped, his heart involuntarily accelerated, and he fluttered like a drum.

"This king can't control it?"

"Yes, I was stabbed by a fish bone."

"Sleep!"

Ouyang Rong glanced at her and hugged the person domineeringly.

Alternating hot and cold, sweaty.

"The prince rests, the slave and maid go back."

Meng Qiao struggled for a moment, but in exchange for more urgent restraints.

The whole person is like being trapped in an iron wall, having difficulty breathing and being upset.

I don't know how long later, I heard the sound of the man's even breathing.

Meng Qiao moved, glanced at him secretly, and found that he was really asleep.

He was still graceful when he fell asleep, he had never seen a man with such long eyelashes, Meng Qiao was just about to reach out to touch it, and quickly retracted his hand.

Although the man's face is good, it is important to escape! Sweat dripping!

Afraid of stepping on him, Meng Qiao tiptoed off the bed, wearing a nightdress, and went out for fear of meeting the guards, so she had to push away the room where she lived and hide in.

On the bed, the long eyelashes trembled slightly, the man slowly opened his starry eyes, in the dark night, bright and bright as a night pearl, the sun, moon and stars, just a foil!

Some people sit back and relax, while others are upset.

In the palace, it was like daylight.

"You sent someone to hunt her down?"

After retiring from the eunuch palace maid, Wei Ling's chest swelled with infinite anger, and his big hand slapped the table, making a sharp sound.

Slender Jade fingers pinched the teacup and put it down very reluctantly.

"Brother Huang, I don't know what you're talking about."

There was no trace of ripples on his cheeks with decent makeup, and Wei Yun sat on the chair in a decent manner, as if he was listening to the affairs of others.

"I'm not ready to marry you to Ouyang Rong."

Wei Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and the Son of Heaven said that it didn't look like he was joking to scare her.

Wei Yunteng got up from his chair with an excited expression.

None of the other men can get into her eyes, except for Ouyang Rong in this life, it is impossible for her to marry someone else!

Her royal brother knows her weakness, but she can't help it, she really cares!

"Why?"

"He's useless to me anymore, so you don't have to be jealous anymore, it's no good."

Thinking of this, Wei Ling was steady.

He was surprised that Ouyang Rong was able to obediently hand over the talisman this time, but it showed Meng Qiao's status in his heart.

Now there is nothing missing, except for the woman who is swoon, not his.

Wei Ling clenched his fists, and the scenes of the day appeared in front of him, and he could no longer calm down.

"You can use means to take his military power, why can't I scare and scare that Meng Qiao?"

The corners of Wei Yun's lips were pursed, very unconvinced.

"Don't hurt her again in the future, do you hear?"

That delicate and tender man seems to be able to pinch out the water, and he has no power to restrain the chicken, where is his sister's opponent?

Wei Yun didn't like to listen to it anymore, and twisted his face, as if he hadn't heard it at all.

"As long as you don't hurt her, the royal brother will naturally fulfill you."

Wei Yun nodded, "Brother Huang, I hope never to be your pawn, I really like Ouyang Rong." ”

"Brother Huang knows." Wei Ling's gaze suddenly softened.

This matter was finally verbally allowed, Wei Yun pursed his lips, but he couldn't hide his bright smile.

That little housekeeper, it doesn't hurt to let it go for the time being!

Early the next morning, Meng Qiao got up early.

I didn't sleep well this night, I always had nightmares, and my dreams were always Ouyang Rong's bad face.

"Lord, lord?"

Meng Qiao pushed open the door with a basin, but the man didn't say anything, and he didn't seem to have woken up yet.

There was a burst of blue light shining in front of him, and the good-looking willow eyebrows frowned, Meng Qiao put down the basin and walked towards the light source.

On the table in the room, bursts of light came out of the cracks in the brocade box.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and poked his head curiously.

Last time, this thing was also shining, and the ancient jewelry was really peculiar, and it would still shine.

"Do you like it?"

With a sexy and rich voice in his ears, Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and immediately turned around.

"Lord Wang, when did you wake up?"

Meng Qiao lowered his head, the events of last night were vivid, and a sense of fear hit him in his heart, and his cold hairs stood on end.

"Just woke up."

The lock on the brocade box was easily opened by the man, and a more intense light bloomed, shining into both of their bodies.

"Lord Wang, the slave maid also just came, just to see, didn't touch this bead."

The wound on her lips was no longer swollen, her small mouth opened slightly, and Ouyang Rong stared at her and finished speaking, feeling pitiful.

"This king didn't say anything, look at you nervous."

Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and smiled, reaching out to rub her soft hair.

Meng Qiao took two steps back, deliberately keeping his distance.

"Don't be a slave in the future."

Looking at her weak and delicate appearance, listening to the word slave and maid coming out of her mouth, it makes people feel distressed.

Knowing his domineering, Meng Qiao nodded.

"Lord Wang, what is this?"

The blue light seems to be less intense, although it is not white, but it is very clear, and it makes people feel better all of a sudden.

The big watery eyes flickered twice, and Meng Qiao bit his lip, attracted to it again.

"It is said that there are nine of these beads, and the person who gets them all is the overlord of the world."

Ouyang Rong said that the clouds were light and light, without a trace of greed.

If he was really nervous, he wouldn't have put this thing on the table all the time.

Meng Qiao nodded, it sounded pretty good!

"It was given to the prince by Miss Meng?"

"Hmm."

"If you don't love the country and love the beauty, it's not bad to use it as a love token."

The voice is soft, and the tip of the heart tickles.

"Do you like it?"

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled, and his gaze was firmly glued to this delicate and white face.

"Uh-huh."

Meng Qiao nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and his happy little appearance made people laugh.

"I've got you."

His eyes were round, and Meng Qiao couldn't believe what he heard.

"No, no, no, this is a token of love given to you by Miss Meng, and it can be so useful, slave maid!"

Meng Qiao shook his head fiercely, taken aback.

The man glanced at her, and was about to explain, when the door suddenly rang, as if it had been opened from the outside.

"Miss Meng."

The last time we met, she was still a family member, but this time she turned into a maid, she couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, Meng Qiao lowered her head slightly, and she couldn't get down.

Meng Liuyan nodded, walked around her and walked towards Ouyang Rong.

"Senior brother, you left without dinner yesterday, did you encounter something tricky?"

"It's okay, it's been resolved."

The man hesitated, but his gaze fell on someone.

I remember the situation last night, and I can sleep late at night, all because of this little guy.

That light dress has a special charm on the slender body, and I feel a little distracted when I think about it.

"Lord, I'll step back first."

"No, I'll wait for the king to bathe later."

The sexy voice is full of provocation, and the corners of her handsome lips are hooked with a smile.

The word bath is like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, could it be that he still wants to take advantage?

Meng Liuyan was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at this side.

Bath?

Brother, what's wrong?

There have never been maids in the house before, but now there are a bunch of maids, and the maid named Sixi is still specially found to serve her, where are there any women in the house?

These two words are like an eviction order, how can he stay in the house of a girl who has not yet left the pavilion if he wants to bathe her?

"This girl looks very familiar!"

The peculiar hair color does not affect the pleasing eye, the geese sink the fish, the moon looks like a flower, and it is so tender and tender, it is really a superb!

Meng Qiao squirmed a few times, embarrassed to the extreme.

"Senior sister doesn't know each other yet, right? This is the king's concubine. ”

Ouyang Rong rushed over with an arrow and raised his hand to wrap his arms around her shoulder.

The hot big hand penetrated through the lightly ironed skin, Meng Qiao was smart, twisting his shoulders to get rid of it, but he was hugged again.

"You, when did you take a concubine? Brother, why don't I know at all? ”

The feet are fluttering, and the heart is like being smashed by a hammer!

Meng Liuyan took a few steps back, unable to digest it for a while.

"It's a few days ago, forget to talk to the master."

Ouyang Rongle hehe, it's really like marrying a daughter-in-law.

"Miss Meng, don't get me wrong, the prince is joking with you, I'm the maid in the house."

Meng Qiao shook his head again and again, speaking extremely fast.

"What the hell is going on?"

Meng Liuyan's legs were weak, and the last glimmer of hope was pinned on her.

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows furrowed, and his strong big hand suddenly covered the troublesome little mouth.

"It's a maid, a maid in the room, and this king is preparing to give her a name."

Ouyang Rong smiled evilly, and wrapped his arms around the small waist of Yang Liu, who was not holding it.

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Er Qiao, you're mischievous again!