The Meng family marrying a concubine will naturally not be as grand as Shili Pu red makeup, but it will not be shabby. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Three black military cars, the bride in the first car, the second car sat a makeup artist who can touch up her makeup at any time, and people who arranged the wedding on the spot. The third car is the guard.

Blending into the Meng family was a little smoother than Tang Yuan imagined, and without encountering too many difficulties, she and An Jinlan entered the back garden of the Meng family.

Because he was only married to a concubine with no name, there was neither a banquet nor a guest, so he was hastily sent to the cave room.

originally thought that the Meng family would have military defense, but when he entered the Meng family, he found that there was no one at all.

Except for those soldiers on the periphery of the Meng family, there were only some servants inside.

"It's not that this head of the Meng family has already controlled the strength of the entire capital base, why haven't I seen a few soldiers in the Meng family."

"The An family also has all the military power of Base B, but there are not many foreign soldiers in the An Zhai, and there is a shortage of materials at the moment, and the large-scale raising of internal soldiers will attract people's attention, it is better to raise the soldiers in the training ground, I guess at this time, the old man of the Meng family should be in the military base of the capital base." As a senior member of the big family, An Jinlan knows these situations very well.

The night is coming, a corner of the border city of the capital base, which is the outermost area of the base, and it is also the most unsafe area.

There were hardly any pedestrians on the road, and Ou Xiao yawned and walked ahead, followed by his sister.

"You're not saying there's an old wine seller here." Ou Xiao's eyes were full of mist, and it was obvious that his life without alcohol made him feel tired.

"Maybe we came too late, and the doors were closed." Ou Lei followed her brother with a guilty face.

"That's it, just know you can't do anything."

Just as he was about to walk forward, he heard the sound of a car passing in front of him.

"Brother stepped back."

"What a big shot, the pomp is quite big." Ou Xiao touched his chin and looked at the black Lincoln that was slowly driving in the distance.

In the last days, it is not surprising to drive such a car, and to be able to drive a car as pomp and circumstance as before is to have strong strength.

The body was clearly well-maintained, smooth and silvery.

Nowadays, ordinary people's lives are in danger, and the owner of the car can still maintain the car so well.

Sure enough, there will be people who have this thing no matter what era it is.

"The head of the Meng family." Ole pulled her brother to the farthest place.

"Why are you so afraid of him?"

"Brother doesn't know, in the eyes of outsiders, the Meng family is just a big family in the base, in fact, in fact, the Meng family controls most of the military power in the base, and what is even more terrifying is their family's blood guard." When Ou Lei mentioned the Meng family, there was a little jealousy in his eyes.

"Blood Guard?" Ou Xiao touched his chin. "It's the assassination organization that came and went without a trace."

"To offend the Meng family, there are only two ways, to be chased to death by the blood guards or to commit suicide."

"When you say that, I really have some deal with this blood guard, I really like the feeling of being chased." Ou Xiao's eyes were full of playful smiles. "You have always called him the head of the Meng family, doesn't the head of the family have a name?"

"Brother, have you ever heard of the legend of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie?"

"Nonsense, I told you this story when I was a kid." Ou Xiao flicked his sister's forehead.

"Then the name of the head of the Meng family is Meng Zhou, and the brothers on the road all say that if you look at him for too long, you will enter a psychedelic dream."

"Meng Zhou?" Ou Xiao's eyes were slightly raised, looking at the elongated Lincoln that was slowly passing by, and the smile on the corner of his lips was even more playful.

And when Ou Xiao said the name Meng Zhou, the person who was sitting in the car and pretending to sleep slowly opened his eyes.

The strand of hair on his forehead obscured his blurred eyes, and the corners of his diamond-shaped lips curled into a smile.

"Master, what's disturbing you from sleeping?" The girl who was squatting on his lap on one side raised her head, her eyes full of affection.

"I felt like I heard the call." Slender and pale fingers gently stroked the girl's raised chin.

The gray Zhongshan caftan is like a capitalist in the Republic of China, with monstrous power.

"In the entire base, don't say a thousand, there are also eight hundred girls calling you." The girl smiled and touched her master's hand.

"You're jealous." The voice was distant and quiet, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was joy or anger, like the voice of a hermit in a distant mountain valley.

"How can Fan Qing be jealous, the master can meet his favorite partner is Fan Qing's greatest happiness." The girl forcibly suppressed the jealousy in her heart and looked at the man in front of her pitifully.

The silver-white hair is impossible to ignore, and there is no trace of age on that face. A man of fifty years of age, whose appearance ensures that he stays in the appearance of thirty, does not have any incongruous beauty.

Between the slight frowns, it is indifferent after the vicissitudes of life. The appearance of a thirty-year-old, but the free and indifferent temperament of a fifty-year-old, makes people unthinkable that the owner of this face is a person who stirs up the storm and is powerful.

"That's my favorite pet." The gentleman's expression is favorable, and people can't help but want to get close again.

The extended Lincoln slowly drove into the gate of the Meng family, in the master bedroom of the Meng family.

A young girl in a white dress is anxiously waiting for her first man in her life.

And she knew that she was neither his first woman, nor would she be his one.

But fate is already like this, and besides, this path is her own choice, and no one else puts pressure on him, so she has to take this road well.

"What kind of woman would he like?" The girl bit the spring and thought, he has married so many women, some of those women are enchanting and amorous, some are pure and lovely, some are exotic, some are talented, and some are both civil and military.

From hot to flower girls, he has almost everything in his backyard, but it's even more confusing.

The man was amorous but not attentive, and he had never heard of a woman he had loved too much, nor had he heard of a woman he particularly admired for her qualities.

If you want to summarize the common characteristics of his women, there is only one characteristic, and that is beauty. No matter what type it is, these women who marry him are more beautiful than the other.

As the girl pondered, the door to the room slowly opened.

"It's so windy?" The girl stood up, looked around with some confusion, it was still empty, maybe the next person just covered the door when he left, and the door was opened as soon as the wind blew.

As soon as I walked to the door, I felt that my hand was being held, and when I looked back, I was already amazed.

"How can you do it yourself." The voice is gentle and beautiful, and there is a little warmth in those clear eyes.

"You're the uncle." (The concubines who married into the Meng family all called Meng Zhou uncle.) ）