"Come and help this king wipe his back." The sexy and magnetic voice was seductive, but it hit the tip of the heart like a hammer.

Meng Qiao froze and didn't dare to turn around.

Fortunately, I was fine after taking the medicine, otherwise I would not have been able to stand it.

"King, lord, the little one is here to say goodbye to you."

The soft body bent slightly, the white and tender little hands trembled to pick up the burden on the ground, the words trembled, and the man soaked in the bathtub rolled his Adam's apple, and his eyebrows frowned.

"Farewell? What are you going to do? ”

With water droplets hanging from the sexy texture, and strong arms resting on the edge of the tub, the man picked up the large cotton towel next to him.

"Yes, yes! I heard that the prince has ordered that the little one can leave. The master and servant had a game, and the small one came to say goodbye. ”

Meng Qiao's words fell, and there was suddenly no sound behind him.

This is not normal, is it the calm before the storm?

Meng Qiao was extremely curious, turned around and looked, and was suddenly confused!

"Ahh

The soft waist suddenly tightened, and the body ran towards him uncontrollably!

There was a moist touch on his lips, and when he looked up, he was meeting the evil bright eyes.

The moist lips moved slightly, and the man's Adam's apple rolled and snorted.

"I didn't mean it, I didn't mean it! You pulled me! ”

The trembling hands were scrambling to find a support point on his chest, and his watery eyes were slightly red, Meng Qiao sniffed, and was about to cry.

Why do you always see him taking a bath?

Is this guy too clean or is she too eye-catching?

Well, it's too hot, sweat dripping!

The movement was too fast, and the tightly wrapped chest hurt a little, Meng Qiao used his arms to protect his chest, enduring the discomfort, but he didn't dare to reach out and rub it.

"Lord Wang, can you give me the deed of sale?"

The white and tender little hands were spread out, and the head was lowered.

"Does this king spoil you too much?" The sexy and deep voice is like an addiction, which makes people want to listen to it.

"Lord Wang." The tender little hands tugged at the hem of the clothes, and the palms were already sweaty.

"Who allowed you to leave the house?"

The man's eyebrows were twisted together, and his powerful arms were on the edge of the bath tub.

"But they are." Meng Qiao was halfway through his words before he glanced at him fiercely, and the next words were swallowed back into his stomach.

"Do they have the final say, or does this king have the final say?"

Meng Qiao bit his lip and greeted him in his heart.

"What does the prince mean?" Meng Qiao pursed his lips, and his heart went up and down.

"Don't live with them anymore."

Ouyang Rong's words fell, Meng Qiao raised his head in surprise, ignoring so many rules, and stepped forward excitedly.

"Lord Wang, it's good for me to live there!"

For some reason, there was a feeling of not being good in his heart, Meng Qiao shrunk his neck and took a few steps back.

"You are specifically responsible for serving this king, and you will live with this king in the future, so convenient. The king has already understood that the place where you live is not transparent from north to south, which is not conducive to the recovery of your body. ”

The corners of the man's lips hooked, and a touch of charm arc was raised.

What does it mean to live with him?

The braided white teeth were against her lower lip, and her little mouth was about to be bitten by her, looking at her shocked and embarrassed appearance, the man's starry eyes narrowed.

"Lord Wang, the little one is already good, it's good to live over there, it's not damp at all, I'm used to it."

"Lord Wang, will you get up early every day in the future to serve you?" The trembling voice is milky, making people crispy to the bone.

In normal times, he would definitely indulge him once for the sake of brotherly affection, but now he doesn't want to.

"Not good." In just two words, it is as cold as an iceberg.

Meng Qiao glanced at him, very awkward.

"You'll sleep in the outside room from now on."

The man stretched out his hand and pointed, it turned out that he was talking about the next door!

"Come and wipe the king's back."

Ouyang Rong's eyes narrowed, and he half lay down in the bathtub very enjoyably.

It seemed to have taken root under his feet, and the good-looking willow eyebrows were frowned upon, and his soft body moved for a long time before he walked over.

Lord, lord, you are so noble, why don't you sprinkle some petals or something in the bath?

Meng Qiao trembled with one hand, his big watery eyes narrowed into a slit, and he grabbed the face towel and attacked his chest.

After taking a bath until dark, seeing that he was about to get out of the bath, Meng Qiao hurriedly hid in another room.

"Good work." The magnetic voice suddenly resounded in his ears, and Meng Qiao was full of agility.

The heart is not bitter, the life is bitter!

Meng Qiao shook his head like a rattle, and the broken hair on his forehead stuck to his sweaty face, which made people feel pitiful and painful.

"What does it smell like?"

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled, and he stepped forward, the fragrance of flowers and plants mixed with a strong milky fragrance, which made people smell a little uncontrollable.

The man's breath was short, and she had already smelled it when she helped him bathe.

"No, no!" The moist lips squirmed twice, and Meng Qiao took two steps back and glanced around, looking dazed.

"The little one remembered! It should be rouge gouache bought for your sweetheart, their taste! ”

Meng Qiao suddenly realized, and his cheeks flushed.

"The rouge gouache you bought for your sweetheart, how can you have a fragrance on you?"

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Hahaha, the building near the water gets the moon first!