Mei Gongqing

He stared at her and stared at her. Slowly, he reached out to her with a hand, his eyes looked like water, and said softly and infinitely: "Arong, come over, come to Lang Jun, my carriage."

At this time, Wang Hong, the smile on his face is shallow, but it is open, happy... Just to deal with these royal children, Chen Rong will be an army. At the same time, Chen Rong showed that it is different from the past, and it is not the kind of thorny cold. It's a kind of embarrassment that they just had when they first met, and they have confidence, and even can be said to be willful.

Facing the hand extended by Wang Hong, now it is Chen Rong’s turn to live... She hangs her eyes, and after a long while, she stretches out the white and tender little hand and put it on his hand.

Just when the two hands touched, Wang Hong’s fingers could not tremble with restraint. And he looked at her eyes, in the water wave surplus, full of joy... She finally, no longer stubborn?

The two carriages stopped at the same time.

Wang Hong took Chen Rong’s hand and looked at her tenderly and cheerfully, pulling her into her carriage.

Almost Chen Rongyi got into the carriage, and Wang Hong reached out and held her in her arms. He was tight, and if he was lost, he was glaring at her. He held her tightly in his arms.

He was so tight that Chen Rong could hardly breathe.

Chen Rong did not struggle, she quietly leaned in his arms, let him hold himself strong and powerful.

Wang Hong lowered his head. He put his face against her neck. The voice smiled a little in a mess. "Arong, I am taking it today..." He swallowed the rest of the words, only to kiss her behind her neck. Pleasantly said: "Arong, I am living very fast now."

Wang Hong’s character is calm and introverted. When this word is ‘happy’, it’s almost irrepressible and spit out.

Chen Rong coveted, she did not seem to feel his excitement and joy, just gently asked: "I am a female crown, this is like your car, can you not?"

Taking advantage of her Wang Hong, stayed.

Feeling his stiff Chen Rong, slowly pulling his arms away, wanting to leave and leave.

Wang Hong did not let go of his arms. He was low and softly asked: "Arong, let me hug again."

He held her, his lips gently pressed against her neck, closed her eyes and murmured: "Arong, let me think about it, think about it... there is always a way to let your majesty forget you, let You took off the female crown."

Almost his voice fell, Chen Rong went back.

She looked back at him and shook her head gently.

In Wang Hongdi's gaze, Chen Rong smiled and said with a faint voice: "No, I am very good now." She smiled and said, "I can't live because of life and death. Why should Qilang not think so? Arong got your side?"

She leaned over him and smiled casually. "Is it so bad now? Arong will be a child's crown, and Qilang will still marry your wife, and you will be jealous... Isn't that good?" What he wants can be Get it, isn't it good?

Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong.

He glared at her arm, a little stiff. Suddenly, he felt a bit bitter in his mouth. Suddenly, he couldn't smile.

Just then, a hoof came.

Then, a sharp voice came from the outside. "Hong Yunzi is a fairy?"

This is the voice of the little **** who welcomed her into the palace. Chen Rongyi, quickly responded: "Yes."

The **** wiped a sweat and smiled. "That's great. His Majesty said that he found a very fun thing, and asked Xiangu to go back to the palace and play with him." Suddenly, he said. "Your Majesty said that if Wang Qi is entangled in the immortality, Wang Qi and Xiang Gu will go together. His Majesty also said that Wang Qi is also a ridiculous thing, and he promised not to tell others."

The eunuch’s voice was sharp, and the words that were said were clearly passed on, so that the passers-by stopped and looked at them in a strange way... In this way, it was said that it was guaranteed not to tell others?

Once again, Wang Hong stayed.

His mouth is a bit bitter.

At this time, the nobles in the wagons and the pedestrians on the road have gathered more and more. After a period of whispering, they looked at Wang Hong with great interest.

From time to time, one or two voices were introduced into the carriage. "This is the carriage of the King of the Seven."

"Your Majesty said that he is ridiculous. I don't know how ridiculous it is?"

"There is a mystery in the carriage. Let's take a quick look."

Then, the voices of several young girls came, "Seven Lang and Lang Lang, let us see them quickly."

In a mess, the screams of the ups and downs, in the laughter, Wang Hong’s hand, still glaring at Chen Rong’s thin waist.

He bowed his head and looked at Chen Rong.

At this time, Chen Rong, the face of Qingyan was smiling, and her little bird was squatting in her arms, and her expression was in the eyes, with the gentleness and lingering that he thought for a long time.

The problem is that the timing is wrong and it’s not right.

In this vast crowd, when he just left the palace gate, he was so stunned by a priest who was in the carriage.

......

Wang Hong looked at Chen Rong, almost suddenly. He found that Chen Rong was only going to go to the palace for a few moments. It was so different that he was caught off guard... More importantly, the emperor’s approach, Just like Chen Rong’s words, the two urchins set up a set and set him up.

Wang Hong coveted, quietly looking at Chen Rong.

He looked at it quietly and looked at it.

In the arms is Wenxiang nephrite.

Almost suddenly, Wang Hong’s arms were closed, and Chen Rong was again in his arms.

He lowered his head, put his chin on her hair, closed his eyes, and said lowly: "This is another Aji's trick?"

His lips, in the tip of her ear, the jade neck moved up, the breath of the spit, warm, sly, "Arong is not thinking, the king of the seven is the king's nephew, he is to be famous... Not being implemented by the world, the ridiculous word, the king will definitely restrain himself, no longer close to Arong. Is it true that anyone under the sire and my palace has promised you, as long as you do this, even if Wang Qi left you, even Wang Seven will no longer protect you, they will take over the king, protect your safety?"

When the celebrity of the dynasty, even if the act is unrestrained as a beautiful, self-willing fashion. However, this kind of entanglement in a woman who had been abandoned by herself, a Taoist who had left home, eventually fell into the best, and finally it was not detached from the word of Gao Jie, and it was finally ridiculous.

This is detrimental to fame.

He looked at Chen Rong quietly, his voice soft and soft, his fingers were like a comb, passing through her hair.

He was looking at Chen Rong and was waiting for her to answer.

Chen Rong bowed his head.

She shook it gently and whispered, "Not exactly."

She looked up at him and bit her lip and said, "I..." She was only afraid, afraid of his gentle means, and feared the inadvertent feelings he showed. Yes, she is afraid.

She is afraid that one day, she will soften herself. In the passage of time, she forgets her persistence and forgets the painful lessons of the previous world.

... If you use such a simple hand, you can let him properly alienate her, and then she can get the protection she wants, so she can get her calm, she thinks it is worth trying.

I just didn't think that she had just made this move. The good show hasn't started yet, he noticed it.

At this time, the outside screams, the laughter is louder, and the girls are squeezing into the carriage and reaching for the carriage curtain.

Wang Hong, who was glaring at Chen Rong, heard the noise outside, and frowned a little bit impatiently. His voice was slightly raised and he said faintly: "Get rid of them."

Speaking out, the people outside are stunned.

For a while, the guards responded with a sigh of relief. They immediately screamed and screamed.

When will the gentle Wang Qilang treat himself like this? The girls couldn’t stand it. Under the drive of the guards, a girl hurriedly shouted: "Siluo, Qilang, are you? Are you talking about it?"

In the voice of the girl, several other girls, still sad and crying.

Wang Hong did not pay attention to it. He just looked down and looked at Chen Rong with concentration.

His long, white hands, such as the spring breeze, smashed the hair of Chen Rong as a satin, when the fingers crossed the plate of the aunt, he pointed his fingers.

Instantly, the crown fell off and the hair was covered with a shoulder.

The hand gently stroked her chin and gently lifted her.

He was on the face of Chen Rong.

Four eyes were opposite, Wang Hong bowed his head and he kissed Chen Rong's lips gently. Four lips fit together, he said lowly: "Arong is wrong."

wrong?

Chen Rong blinked in confusion.

His lips moved to her eyes again and kissed on the long eyelashes. He murmured: "Do you think that I really care about those fame?"

He smiled low and spit out the warmth of breath, and plunged into her lips and teeth. "In fact, it is also careful... Compared to the gentle whispers of Arong in my arms, I would rather be ridiculous."

When the sound fell, he raised his right hand and buckled the curtain.

With a bang, the curtains opened.

With a bang, the people outside the car brushed their heads and looked at the carriage.

Countless eyes, in the carriage, staring at a Taoist, Wang Hong, who was lingering in the crowd, was stunned.

The **** who came to meet with the emperor’s order was stunned.

All the sounds have disappeared.

Quiet, very quiet.

In this quietness, Wang Hong still clenched Chen Rong. He held her face, ignoring the attention of everyone, and biting it at the tip of her nose. Low, soft, and self-willed: "Qing Qing Look, you are mine again."

Speaking of this, Wang Hong was in front of everyone, and Chen Rong was shackled into his arms, then he looked up and confronted the eunuch. Wang Hong was slightly sideways. He was so mad as he vented, and smiled warmly. Going back to my knees, my woman is not free to play with him now. Change the day."

Having said that, he picked the pick, lightly and elegantly asked: "How hesitate?"

The little **** was shocked and stunned, but he couldn’t speak. He has a heart to rebut, Wang Hong said, Hong Yunzi Xiangu is his woman Wang Hong is said in front of everyone, that is his woman, is it possible for a **** to be strong?

At the moment, the little **** responded with a hand to Wang Hong, and left.

In the sound of the horseshoes, the people in the palace are far away, but the aristocrats and the people around them are still around, watching...