Everyone in the house worked together to extinguish the fire, Ouyang Rong's throat rolled, but the fire in his chest did not go out for a long time.

"The little one, the little one is thinking about getting some food for the prince."

Meng Qiao bit his lip and moved his arm slightly, his big hand was like an iron tong, firmly unable to break free.

Shui Lingling's little face turned red, and the two big men pulled and pulled, and the jaws of the guards around him were about to hit the top of their feet.

"This king is not in the house tonight, you went to the kitchen to get food?"

"I'll get it first, and wait for the prince to come back and eat."

The big hand was removed from the delicate lotus arm, and Meng Qiao lowered his head and rubbed it lightly.

"Let's go."

When the words fell, Ouyang Rong took the lead in front.

"Lord, where are you going?"

"You're not sleeping so late?"

Now that his whole body is still soft, Meng Qiao grabbed the placket on his chest, and his heart was up and down, extremely nervous.

The tall and sturdy figure suddenly stopped, the evening breeze rose lightly, and the clothes blowing fluttered, handsome like a fairy in the sky.

"Sleep, it's just that the prince is going to be hungry." Meng Qiao bit his lip and muttered in a low voice.

"This king is not hungry."

"If you're not hungry, you have to drink two with me." The familiar voice rushed into the eardrums, and the two looked at each other, both stunned.

"Brother Wei!" The big watery eyes flickered twice, and realizing that it was a little disrespectful, Meng Qiao shrank his neck.

Wei Ling's eyes were a little hot, the soft little brother was still weak, and his small waist was not full of strength, and it seemed that he would be pinched with a little force, even more flavorful than those women in the palace.

"Brother Meng, Ouyang, let's go out for a walk together."

The three words of Brother Wei have become a spell, and I haven't heard her say so in my ear for a long time, Wei Ling nodded excitedly, raised his hand and shook the wine jug in his hand.

The wine must be good wine, and his shaking has overflowed with the intoxicating aroma of wine.

Ouyang Rong nodded, and the hand behind his back silently clenched into a fist.

"Two big brothers, you go, I won't go."

Meng Qiao glanced around and found that no one around dared to call it that.

"Why?" Wei Ling suddenly became anxious.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and reached out to grab the hem of his shirt, a little embarrassed.

Yadi, I can't find the time, I was almost scared to death today, I finally fooled the past, I really want to sleep beautifully!

"I don't drink." Meng Qiao waved his hand again and again, and his white and tender little hands looked particularly white and moist in the night.

"It's okay, come for a walk with us, I'm actually not in a good mood today." A wry smile appeared on the corner of Wei Ling's lips.

"Brother Wei, what's wrong?" Meng Qiao's eyes widened curiously.

"It's hard to put into words."

Driven by the psychology of gossip, someone still left the house.

"It turns out that Brother Wei is worried about marrying a daughter-in-law!"

The crisp voice poured into her ears, and the eyes of the two men were all focused on her, and her delicate little body sat on a stake by the roadside, tilting her head slightly, stretching a large snow-white neck.

"Yes, I obviously don't like it, but I still have to deal with it, I really envy the small life of ordinary couples and fairy couples."

Although she already knew his true identity, she was still cautious.

It turned out that the draft was coming in a few days, and Wei Ling didn't like this.

"It's not good to have more daughters-in-law? All the men in the world are envious of you! ”

Meng Qiao has a daughter-in-law, and her delicate little appearance makes people cry and laugh.

Ouyang Rong stretched out his hand and poked her head, "Why are you so careful?" ”

"I'm just persuading Brother Wei." The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, startled by his sudden move, and Meng Qiao looked at him stunned.

"Today, Brother Rong saved a woman, she looks very good, she wants to make a promise, but Brother Rong didn't agree."

Meng Qiao's words fell, feeling Na Sensen's malice, he hurriedly lowered his head, and his delicate body turned into meatballs.

"Oh? There is such a thing! Wei Ling was surprised.

"Your eldest brother Rong has always had a high vision, but Ouyang, you really should marry a wife, if you don't have a favorite girl, I will make the decision for you."

Wei Ling's words she understands, this is the ancient marriage, right?

"Which girl are you thinking about?"

Wei Ling's words fell, Ouyang Rong didn't talk for a long time, and his eyes were a little stunned.

"It's a joke, what's the matter." Ouyang Rong came back to his senses, tugging at the corners of his lips and smiling reluctantly.

The sycophant didn't make fun of him for such a thing, Ouyang Rong looked down, his watery eyes were sleepy, and he immediately picked it up when he saw that it was about to close.

His mind was blank, the things in front of him were getting more and more blurry, and Meng Qiao's body was weak, and he was planted out uncontrollably.

The body flickered, and the person who was just about to fall asleep suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a thick masculinity coming from the end of his nose, Meng Qiao took a closer look and found that he was being held in Ouyang Rong's arms.

"Brother Rong, I'm sorry." Meng Qiao licked his lips, broke away from his embrace, and rubbed his eyes.

"It's all my fault, it's too late, go back and rest."

The intimate actions of the two were very dazzling, Wei Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Good!" Meng Qiao happily responded.

Not far away, a pair of bright eyes were full of resentment, always staring at the three people!

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