"You want to change the tanuki for the prince. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" The old man suddenly laughed, when did a person like Ke Yan become a person who played with power.

"What about the tanuki, what about the prince, the congenital conditions are almost the same, the important thing is to cultivate."

"I don't interfere in your affairs, as long as I have a lot of things to give." The old man sighed, obviously not wanting to join the strife.

"Don't worry, no matter who is in power in the Meng family, you will still live in peace."

"Then I'll be relieved." The old man smiled slightly, walked between the open planks, and disappeared without a trace again.

In the courtyard of the fifth lady, Allure was lying in the middle of the bath, and her personal maid was holding roses and scattering them slowly.

"Madame, how easy it is for you to get pregnant." The little girl Qinghe propped up her head, with a depressed face. "I haven't done anything like that with you in almost two years."

"I don't know that in this Meng family, there must be a child to survive, look at the eldest lady Qi Huan, because she has no children, she has to rely on the second lady Bai Lei." Allure plays with flower petals in his hands. "Over the years, I have tried my best, but Meng Zhou just won't touch me, what can I do."

"Madame, if you don't work harder, the rest of the ladies are not good, and the master's health is not good now, I'm really afraid that they will do something to you in the future." Kiyoha massaged his wife's shoulder.

"Effort?" The corners of Allure's lips hooked up with a wry smile. "He'er, my face is not beautiful enough, or my figure is not good enough, I am only in my twenties, where can I compare to those teenage girls."

"Madame, where are the little girls compared to you, the master was only temporarily confused by them, and you don't know what happened to those girls in the end."

"Well, you go down first, and let me be alone for a while." Allure waved his hand and motioned for Qinghe to retreat.

The white curtain slowly fell, and Allure looked at himself in the mirror opposite the bath, contaminated with warmth, like a budding flower, quietly waiting for someone to pick.

The hand gently touched his cheek, this face is peerless and captivating, and the more I look at it, the more I like it.

The smile on the corner of her lips carried the shyness of a young woman, she slowly stood up, her delicate body was displayed in front of the mirror, and she was married to Meng Zhou at the age of less than twenty.

I first tasted the taste of being a woman, but soon I was alone in the empty boudoir, the long night, the taste of loneliness and loneliness, I was really fed up.

The hand slid down his face, caressing his body, and the other hand opened the box next to it, which contained the things that accompanied him through the long night.

If it weren't for her, I was afraid that I would really not survive for two years, so I took the electric rod and slowly marched towards my lower body, a delicate pant came from my throat, and my spiritual tongue slid over the corner of my lips.

Allure slowly fell into the bath, the white curtain rose with the wind, a big hand held the curtain, the calluses in the palm of the palm rubbed each other, time passed quietly, the curtain was held and fell with the wind, and there was no one behind the curtain.

The Meng family had constant disputes, but Tang Yuan and An Jinlan lived happily for two days.

After Tang Yuan realized that he was safe for the time being, he dispelled many worries and accompanied An Jinlan around the base with peace of mind.

"Meng Youran has been very busy in the past two days, and it seems that he is busy with the affairs of the military base in the base." An Jinlan bit her chopsticks and waited for the waiter to serve the food.

At this time, they were sitting in the largest restaurant in the capital base, with the windows open and enjoying the busy scenery downstairs.

"You've been missing him lately." Tang Yuan propped his head and smiled.

"I just think that others are very good, and they are not at all different from the rest of the Meng family."

"Somewhere is different." Tang Yuan's eyes showed an inquiring smile.

"He's so stupid, he can be said to be out of the mud without staining." An Jinlan propped her head and smirked. "I asked him to come to dinner today, but why didn't he come when the meal was ordered."

"Maybe I'm too busy, let's wait a minute." Tang Yuan looked at the shy look on An Jinlan's face who was addicted and in love, and the smile on the corner of her lips was light, Jinlan was already tempted, but she didn't know it.

In between words, the door of the private room was pushed open.

"Sorry I'm late." Meng Youran was wearing a big white coat, and he had a bit of a youthful temperament in his leisure.

"It doesn't matter, haven't you been particularly tired lately." The moment she saw Meng Youran, An Jinlan immediately laughed.

"Mmmm, I don't have time to look for you, it's too cold to live without you, let me hug you." said that Meng Youran was about to hug An Jinlan.

"Dare you, you really use me as a mobile stove."

"But I'm cold." Meng Youran's eyes showed a pitiful look.

"Bear with the cold, hurry up and eat." An Jinlan pulled Meng Youran to her side and pressed his shoulders to make him sit down.

"The food is hearty." Meng Youran bit his chopsticks and looked at the food on the table, his eyes slowly moved upward, falling on the face of the opposite Tang Yuan, and refused to move away for a long time.

Seeing that Tang Yuan covered his cheek, he took out a small mirror from his pocket to see if it was because there was something on his face.

"What are you looking at?" An Jinlan slapped Meng Youran on the head, daring to stare at other women in front of herself, and kept saying that she couldn't leave herself.

"Tap, it hurts." Meng Youran grabbed An Jinlan's hand and gently massaged it. "When I was a child, I practiced iron head skills with my master, but don't make your hands red."

An Jinlan listened to Meng Youran's words, her face turned red, and the smile on the corner of her lips was shy.

Meng Youran once again returned his eyes to Tang Yuan's body.

"Do you know my father?" Meng said straight to the point.

"Your father?" Tang Yuan's tone was a little stunned, obviously he didn't expect Meng Youran to ask himself this. He had already realized that he had hurt his father, and he had to keep his composure on his face no matter what.

"How did I know your father."

"Really?" Meng Youran continued to ask.

"There is a big gap between me and your father's identity and age, how can we know each other, how can you ask such a question." Tang Yuan smiled calmly, picked up the cup on the side, and sucked lightly.

"My father has a collection of paintings, and the person in it is very similar to you, so I want to ask you if you know my father, who is now seriously ill in bed, and only woke up yesterday, and I want to see the person he wants to see in his lifetime."

"Your father is waking up, that's good news." Tang Yuan shook his wine glass, forcibly suppressing the disappointment in his heart.

"It's not good, the doctor said that my father has a physical problem, but he can't check it out, and his life will be in danger at any time."