With an ingrown insole under the foot, it's seamless.

The one she wears is given a special treatment, and the fabric is deliberately thickened on the shoulders, so that she can be as strong as other men after wearing it.

As long as you take off this dress, you can see through her body.

Meng Qiao shook his head like a rattle, "No, really not." The garden was very cool and I wasn't hot. It's just a small piece of dirty, and it's not tight. ”

The man's eyebrows were gentle, and his handsome cheeks were always smiling.

"It's already dirty, why don't you go and change your body, it's hot, take a bath by the way."

Yadi! I shouldn't have promised him last time!

Meng Qiao lowered his head, asked for the handkerchief from his hand, and wiped the soiled parts of his body little by little.

"Thank you Lord Rong, I'll come by myself."

A tingling sensation broke out instantly, the delicate body trembled, and the ruddy little mouth still hanging with watermelon juice was bitten by the teeth, Meng Qiao got up in a panic and avoided his touch.

Bang!

Startled by her sudden exclamation, Ouyang Rongteng got up, didn't care much, and wiped the watermelon stains on her chest with a handkerchief.

Accidentally, the juice of the watermelon suddenly spilled on his shirt, Meng Qiao subconsciously exclaimed, and hurriedly put the uneaten watermelon on the table.

"Yikes!"

Every time she took a bite of watermelon, her long and thick eyelashes would flutter a few times, and the man watched her eat it stupidly, with mixed emotions in his eyes, and some mist in his eyes.

The crispy and tender flesh of the melon almost melts in your mouth, and a stream of sweet juice explodes in your mouth instantly!

The tender jade fingers were in stark contrast to the bright red melon flesh, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and bit it down with his small mouth slightly open.

Meng Qiao was stunned and reached out to take it.

The melon field on the outskirts of the city, isn't that the one they went to in the first place?

The man's slender fingers pinched a piece of watermelon and handed it over enthusiastically.

Ouyang Rong took her into the garden and dismissed all the guards guarding the garden.

"Brother Meng, this is a watermelon from the melon field on the outskirts of the city, you can taste it."

I vividly remember the situation of entering the mansion with Pan Sheng back then, time flies so fast, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Meng Qiao snorted heavily and followed him into the palace.

The three words of Rongwangfu jumped into his eyes, Meng Qiao's throat was a little choked, and his big watery eyes were foggy.

I don't know how long it took, but the sedan chair finally stopped.

The heartbeat was uncontrollable, Meng Qiao lowered his eyes, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

The slender big hand pinched a handkerchief and was about to cover the snowy skin, Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment, and took it from his hand.

"I'll do it myself."

A familiar masculine aura rushed into his nose, and Meng Qiao bit his lip, covered in sweat.

Ouyang Rong opened the sedan curtain with his own hands, Meng Qiao hesitated for a moment and got into the sedan chair.

Meng Qiao walked out of the door and saw a large sedan chair parked at the door, he has always come and gone as he pleases, he would rather ride a horse than sit in a sedan chair, what's wrong today?

After taking a few steps, Ouyang Rong turned around and smiled at Pan Xiaomei, grateful.

The sexy thin lips hooked, and the man lowered his head and smiled, as if he was afraid that she would regret it, and immediately followed her closely.

With a little face like a beautiful jade, Meng Qiao gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeves to take the lead.

"Of course not, let's go."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly approached.

"Brother Meng, do you want to play tricks?"

Meng Qiao's eyebrows furrowed, and he glanced back at Pan Xiaomei.

The ruddy little mouth like a fresh red cherry squirmed slightly, Meng Qiao bit his lip and took a few steps back one after another.

The two of them were close at hand, and a milky fragrance mixed with the fragrance of flowers rushed into his nose, Ouyang Rong's Adam's apple rolled twice, staring at the person in front of him stupidly.

The bright starry eyes narrowed, the man stretched out his arms nervously, and Meng Qiao waved his sleeves and stood in front of him steadily.

never expected her to have such an out-of-the-ordinary move, Meng Qiao was defenseless, and poured out.

Pan Xiaomei pursed her lips and smiled, and pushed Meng Qiao towards him.

"Since there is nothing to do today, husband, you and the prince should go."

Meng Qiao's long eyelashes were lowered, and he turned his head to look at Pan Xiaomei.

"I forgot."

The man spoke softly, very gently.

"The emperor is accompanying Lu Zhengyuan to enjoy the scenery and chant poetry in the imperial garden, you don't need to go to court today, Prime Minister Meng Cheng forgot?"

The teeth were against his lower lip, about to bite the small mouth, his big watery eyes flashed a few times in succession, and Meng Qiao pretended to be calm to deal with it.

"This, this, I'll enter the palace later."

Meng Qiao never expected him to come so soon, time was short, his mind was blank, and he hadn't thought of a way to deal with it.

At that time, he did sincerely agree to his conditions, but he was still eating here last night and came this morning.

The big watery eyes flickered twice, the ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and Meng Qiao was suddenly stunned in place like thunder on the ground!

Bang!

"It's okay, I remembered what Prime Minister Meng Cheng said before that he would accompany this king. It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to do it today! ”

The strong hand patted her shoulder very gently, and the deep pool-like eyes were full of affection, staring at her infatuously.

The sexy thin lips are pursed, and the handsome face adds to the style.

"Lord Wang, is there something wrong?"

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The sturdy and tall white figure was too eye-catching, but I didn't expect the man to be waiting at the door.

"Prime Minister Meng, early!"

After carefully inspecting the inside and out, Meng Qiao dared to push the door out.

It was too hot to sleep with his clothes, so Meng Qiao put on his clothes in a panic and sat at the dresser to make himself look like a man.

Hearing him say yes, Meng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief!

With an ingrown insole under the foot, it's seamless.

The one she wears is given a special treatment, and the fabric is deliberately thickened on the shoulders, so that she can be as strong as other men after wearing it.

As long as you take off this dress, you can see through her body.

Meng Qiao shook his head like a rattle, "No, really not." The garden was very cool and I wasn't hot. It's just a small piece of dirty, and it's not tight. ”

The man's eyebrows were gentle, and his handsome cheeks were always smiling.

"It's already dirty, why don't you go and change your body, it's hot, take a bath by the way."

Yadi! I shouldn't have promised him last time!

Meng Qiao lowered his head, asked for the handkerchief from his hand, and wiped the soiled parts of his body little by little.

"Thank you Lord Rong, I'll come by myself."

A tingling sensation broke out instantly, the delicate body trembled, and the ruddy little mouth still hanging with watermelon juice was bitten by the teeth, Meng Qiao got up in a panic and avoided his touch.

Bang!

Startled by her sudden exclamation, Ouyang Rongteng got up, didn't care much, and wiped the watermelon stains on her chest with a handkerchief.

Accidentally, the juice of the watermelon suddenly spilled on his shirt, Meng Qiao subconsciously exclaimed, and hurriedly put the uneaten watermelon on the table.

"Yikes!"

Every time she took a bite of watermelon, her long and thick eyelashes would flutter a few times, and the man watched her eat it stupidly, with mixed emotions in his eyes, and some mist in his eyes.

The crispy and tender flesh of the melon almost melts in your mouth, and a stream of sweet juice explodes in your mouth instantly!

The tender jade fingers were in stark contrast to the bright red melon flesh, Meng Qiao bit his lip, and bit it down with his small mouth slightly open.

Meng Qiao was stunned and reached out to take it.

The melon field on the outskirts of the city, isn't that the one they went to in the first place?

The man's slender fingers pinched a piece of watermelon and handed it over enthusiastically.

Ouyang Rong took her into the garden and dismissed all the guards guarding the garden.

"Brother Meng, this is a watermelon from the melon field on the outskirts of the city, you can taste it."

I vividly remember the situation of entering the mansion with Pan Sheng back then, time flies so fast, and three years have passed in a blink of an eye.

Meng Qiao snorted heavily and followed him into the palace.

The three words of Rongwangfu jumped into his eyes, Meng Qiao's throat was a little choked, and his big watery eyes were foggy.

I don't know how long it took, but the sedan chair finally stopped.

The heartbeat was uncontrollable, Meng Qiao lowered his eyes, and the two of them were speechless all the way.

The slender big hand pinched a handkerchief and was about to cover the snowy skin, Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment, and took it from his hand.

"I'll do it myself."

A familiar masculine aura rushed into his nose, and Meng Qiao bit his lip, covered in sweat.

Ouyang Rong opened the sedan curtain with his own hands, Meng Qiao hesitated for a moment and got into the sedan chair.

Meng Qiao walked out of the door and saw a large sedan chair parked at the door, he has always come and gone as he pleases, he would rather ride a horse than sit in a sedan chair, what's wrong today?

After taking a few steps, Ouyang Rong turned around and smiled at Pan Xiaomei, grateful.

The sexy thin lips hooked, and the man lowered his head and smiled, as if he was afraid that she would regret it, and immediately followed her closely.

With a little face like a beautiful jade, Meng Qiao gritted his teeth and flicked his sleeves to take the lead.

"Of course not, let's go."

Ouyang Rong raised his eyebrows, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly approached.

"Brother Meng, do you want to play tricks?"

Meng Qiao's eyebrows furrowed, and he glanced back at Pan Xiaomei.

The ruddy little mouth like a fresh red cherry squirmed slightly, Meng Qiao bit his lip and took a few steps back one after another.

The two of them were close at hand, and a milky fragrance mixed with the fragrance of flowers rushed into his nose, Ouyang Rong's Adam's apple rolled twice, staring at the person in front of him stupidly.

The bright starry eyes narrowed, the man stretched out his arms nervously, and Meng Qiao waved his sleeves and stood in front of him steadily.

never expected her to have such an out-of-the-ordinary move, Meng Qiao was defenseless, and poured out.

Pan Xiaomei pursed her lips and smiled, and pushed Meng Qiao towards him.

"Since there is nothing to do today, husband, you and the prince should go."

Meng Qiao's long eyelashes were lowered, and he turned his head to look at Pan Xiaomei.

"I forgot."

The man spoke softly, very gently.

"The emperor is accompanying Lu Zhengyuan to enjoy the scenery and chant poetry in the imperial garden, you don't need to go to court today, Prime Minister Meng Cheng forgot?"

The teeth were against his lower lip, about to bite the small mouth, his big watery eyes flashed a few times in succession, and Meng Qiao pretended to be calm to deal with it.

"This, this, I'll enter the palace later."

Meng Qiao never expected him to come so soon, time was short, his mind was blank, and he hadn't thought of a way to deal with it.

At that time, he did sincerely agree to his conditions, but he was still eating here last night and came this morning.

The big watery eyes flickered twice, the ruddy little mouth opened slightly, and Meng Qiao was suddenly stunned in place like thunder on the ground!

Bang!

"It's okay, I remembered what Prime Minister Meng Cheng said before that he would accompany this king. It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to do it today! ”

The strong hand patted her shoulder very gently, and the deep pool-like eyes were full of affection, staring at her infatuously.

The sexy thin lips are pursed, and the handsome face adds to the style.

"Lord Wang, is there something wrong?"

Meng Qiao was stunned for a moment and nodded.

The sturdy and tall white figure was too eye-catching, but I didn't expect the man to be waiting at the door.

"Prime Minister Meng, early!"

After carefully inspecting the inside and out, Meng Qiao dared to push the door out.

It was too hot to sleep with his clothes, so Meng Qiao put on his clothes in a panic and sat at the dresser to make himself look like a man.

Hearing him say yes, Meng Qiao breathed a sigh of relief!