Ouyang Rong couldn't sit still.

"Tanlang..."

The white-haired little maid suddenly walked into the study,

Ouyang Rong was startled. He looked up and found that Ye Weilai seemed to have just finished taking a bath. She was only wearing a loose nightgown and held a candle in her hand.

She was looking at him eagerly now.

"It's so late, isn't Tanlang still asleep?"

She bit her lower lip with two silver teeth, and her gray-blue eyes were a little stringy.

Ouyang Rong naturally understood instantly and said in a helpless tone:

"Didn't I go to bed early with you a few days ago? Why are you here again?"

Ye Weilai lowered his head, stood on tiptoes, and poked the floor: "It's been three whole days."

Ouyang Rong frowned: "Is three days long?"

"Long..." She squinted at Ouyang Rong, and her waxy voice lengthened a certain word: "Long, Tanlang~"

Ouyang Rong: "..."

Don't know how to answer.

Mainly because tonight, he planned to go to Prince Xunyang's Mansion in advance to wait for his junior sister to take care of her.

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

"You go to sleep first, I have something else to do." He lowered his eyes and said calmly.

Ye Weilai looked at her master who was sitting motionless, then bit her lip, reached down with her little hand, and grabbed the edge of the skirt.

"Tan Lang..." she called suddenly.

Ouyang Rong frowned and looked up.

In front of the door, he saw a little beauty with white hair and waist-length hair, holding a lamp in one hand, slowly lifting the hem of her skirt in front of him. The whole nightgown was lifted all the way to her swan-like pink neck.

Between the ankles and the neck, everything is exposed.

Someone opened his eyes slightly: "What are you doing?"

The little girl is not a vacuum.

But what made Ouyang Rong even more speechless... Under the skirt, on his small body, he was wearing a set of blue and pink bellybands and trousers that he was very familiar with.

Junior sister Xie Lingjiang’s tricks.

Ouyang Rong held his head against his head and said, "Take it off quickly. Why don't you let me wash it and dry it? How can I wear it randomly?"

Ye Weilai whispered quietly: "I see that Tan Lang often... seems to like this outfit very much. Doesn't the slave look too small and shriveled when wearing it? Master doesn't like it?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head seriously:

"No, this set of clothes actually belongs to Huanwen. She asked me to dry them and prepare to return them. No kidding, I have to return them to her. I am a grown man and I have been holding on to my daughter's private clothes. What's going on...

…it’s time to return it.

"Take it off quickly, tidy it up, and put it on the cabinet. Don't move it around."

"Ah, so that's it." Ye Weilai stuck out her pink tongue with a very embarrassed face:

"Okay, Tanlang."

She put down her skirt, walked forward, tiptoed and pecked his face, then turned around and followed his instructions obediently.

After a while, he finally coaxed the white-haired maid to fall asleep with a tired face.

Ouyang Rong took a long breath: "It's getting more and more naughty. I have to teach you a lesson next time."

After saying that, he glanced at the new umbrella that had not yet been made on the table.

After receiving the letter from his junior sister, he made an impromptu decision to go there tonight and did not have time to complete it.

Ouyang Rong shook his head regretfully, grabbed a small baggage on the cabinet, and went out quietly.

Not long after, he sneaked into Prince Xunyang's Mansion.

"Tan Lang is here?" Wei Mei welcomed him.

Ouyang Rong carried a small baggage and hid it behind his back. He did not take it off, but nodded: "Well, let's get started."

Wei Mei suggested: "Why don't Tanlang wait for Guo'er? She told me today that she also wants to participate and will come back immediately."

Ouyang Rong thought for a while and nodded: "Okay, I just have something to say to her."

"Okay, I ordered my maid to go to the Poetry Club to inform her of her return. Tan Lang will wait a moment."

"It's okay. I'm going for a walk. I just have time. I'll go out for a while and then I'll come back."

After saying that, Wei Mei went to arrange for someone to call Li Guo'er.

Ouyang Rong took his baggage and came to the lakeside in the back garden again.

There are two boudoirs in front.

Previously, when Ouyang Rong came to deliver umbrellas for the first time, one boudoir was bright and the other was dark.

The bright one belonged to Li Guoer, so Ouyang Rong placed the red umbrella in the dark boudoir for the first time.

The next two times he came over, both courtyards were dark. Li Guo'er next door had gone somewhere unknown, and Ouyang Rong didn't pay attention to her.

Now, he climbed over the courtyard wall again and continued to put the small bundle he had brought into the doorway of the boudoir on the right.

At this moment, in the quiet and deserted yard, his three love umbrellas were still lying quietly in front of the door, no one moved, as if waiting for the return of his little junior sister.

Ouyang Rong was satisfied and turned around to leave.

Not long after, he returned to the study room in Juxian Garden.

Not long after waiting, I saw a pretty and arrogant figure walking alone in the yard outside. It was Li Guo'er.

Li Xian, Li Fusu, and Wei Mei also arrived one after another, and Ouyang Rong began his night plot.

He first talked about the junior sister's return tonight, and everyone was smiling. The atmosphere in the study was quite relaxed, and they discussed business matters with little talk.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ouyang Rong noticed that Li Guo'er frequently looked at him sideways.

He turned his head, smiled politely, and wanted to speak.

Li Bao'er quickly looked away and puffed her mouth slightly, as if she was angry.

Ouyang Rong frowned, why is she becoming more and more unruly and so rude.

He shook his head and immediately ignored it.

From the corner of his eye, Li Guoer noticed that Ouyang Rong was empty-handed tonight and did not bring an umbrella. He was slightly relieved, but an inexplicable feeling of frustration arose in his heart.

Maybe it's because Sister Xie is coming back tonight. He doesn't dare to be so bold and continue to show his love arrogantly... She thought to herself.

With a cold snort, Li Bao'er seemed to have some complicated taste in his mouth.

After about an hour, the study room meeting ended.

Li Guoer left quickly, not wanting to pay attention to Ouyang Lianghan.

She saw from the corner of her eye that after the meeting broke up, he didn't seem to leave immediately, but stayed.

Are you waiting for Sister Xie?

In addition, since she returned to the boudoir early this time, he would not dare to come back to give her a new umbrella in public, and besides, Sister Xie's sister is coming back tonight... Li Guo'er thought a little angrily.

"Humph, are you cowardly now? You, Ouyang Lianghan, are just like that." Li Guo'er curled her lips and mocked him secretly in her heart.

Not long after, Li Guoer took the maids back to the boudoir. As soon as she walked into the yard, she suddenly saw a strange little bundle placed quietly next to three love umbrellas at the door.

Li Guoermei was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but look back... Wait, did he come in advance before the meeting? Could it be that he had figured out her little thoughts and did the opposite?

Li Guo'er was immediately embarrassed and immediately turned around, looking for a reason to send Cai Shou away and wait for the maid to leave. Immediately, she walked over and grabbed the baggage.

Suddenly I caught a ball of light and soft fabric.

What is this, the clothes I gave her to wear?

When Li Guo'er was confused, he unpacked the bag and took a closer look.

Inside was a neat set of blue and pink bellybands and underpants.

Li Guo'er's pupils were shaking, and her little face was extremely shocked.

The white neck was visibly red, and the lips were trembling as if they were exposed to the cold wind:

"It's okay if you send love umbrellas and write shameless love words. This princess can understand it a little bit, but you...have you started to send this personal thing now? Or when Sister Xie is about to come back, Ouyang Liang

John, you are already so bold, can’t you wait..."

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words from the gap between her lips:

"Okay, okay, you hypocrite, Ouyang Lianghan, don't even think about this princess wearing it! It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

A pair of catkins tightly grasped the clean and soft bellyband and trousers. Her Royal Highness, a certain little princess, had never received such a bold gift or overbearing and rude request in her life before.
Chapter completed!