Unlike the silence in the past, I couldn't calm down this time.

The rabbit meat was gradually roasted in the flames, and the young man in the Confucian shirt had not moved for a long time.

At this moment, a small ink essence smelled the fragrance of flesh and a small head emerged from the sleeve.

"Hey, rabbit meat? Xiao Rongzi, you are so savage. You still eat rabbits so cute. Take them over and I will deal with them for you!"

The little girl in the Confucian shirt jumped out of her sleeve.

She pulled a rabbit leg with both hands, tore it off, squatted beside the burnt rabbit leg, and started to bite with relish.

Like a little mouse who came out to steal food in the middle of the night.

Ouyang Rong did not move and let her eat.

After being silent for a long time, Ouyang Rong spoke softly:

"Miaosi, Tao Yuanming has left, why don't you try to keep me? I've been together for so long, and I'm always feeling a little emotional. Why don't I feel reluctant to leave you at all?"

Xiao Mo Jing was eighty-minute full and was sitting on the ground, slapping her belly like playing. Although she mainly ate ink, the fireworks and delicacies on earth can also be enjoyable to taste.

Hearing this, Miaosi turned over lazily and said:

"I can't bear to give up, but I don't want to live a poor life with me. I like the extravagant life of the high-ranking clans. It's so rich and rich that I can't finish my ink, so I'm happy to think about it.

"I will be lustful when rich and noble, I will be moved when poor and humble, I will be betray when powerful, I will be surrender when seducing, I will sleep when sleeping when sleepy, I will be attracted when hitting me, I will steal when I am lazy, I will not eat when I am suffering... I am here to enjoy it! Otherwise, I will become a monster and come to the world and pass by poorly, which is a pity."

Ouyang Rong was speechless.

Insulators of all good moral character.

Don't be ashamed but proud, right?

At this time, the little ink spirit who had eaten rabbit meat suddenly rushed to another fire;

"Hey, I won't go to comfort me. Although I am a fairy standing on Xie Yatou's side and half of her feet on the side of the embroiderer, I can't stand you bullying my mother."

Speaking of this, she threw away her bare legs and shouted loudly: "Xiao Rongzi, you are the most fickle, no one!"

The voice was a little loud, and even Rong Zhen seemed to have noticed it. Ouyang Rong quickly blocked Xiao Mo Jing's mouth and said righteously:

"I'm not bullying."

"Um..." Xiao Mo Jing bit his finger, and after he let go, he said with a stern face: "Then you stay away from him."

Ouyang Rong was worried: "I respect..."

Miao Si suddenly waved her hand and interrupted:

"Okay, okay, don't explain to me. Touch your conscience and ask yourself, explain to me what to do so much."

Ouyang Rong frowned when he heard this.

The little mojing jumped back into her sleeve and went to sleep.

She doesn't eat the sufferings of the world at all, but she doesn't even look down on the pains of love.

All living beings have compassion.

Ouyang Rong turned around and found that Rong Zhen's clothes were a little thin and cold.

The fire she chose was not as good as him, but was in the open air vent.

The evening breeze was howling, her purple skirt was a little torn and dirty, and she sat by the fire with her knees, and her two little hands were silently stretching forward to roast the fire.

Ouyang Rong saw that the rabbit meat he had just given her was thrown away by her.

Ouyang Rong thought about it, picked up the remaining rabbit meat and walked away.

The girl who had been quietly cooking fire suddenly spoke:

"roll!"

Strict tone.

Ouyang Rong seemed to have not heard it, and inserted the rabbit meat skewer stick into the ground in front of her, and turned around and left.

After walking a few steps, Ouyang Rong Yuguang saw that she hadn't thrown away rabbit meat this time. Maybe she was really hungry, maybe she was... calm down.

Seeing that it seemed to be accusation, Ouyang Rong breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time stopped, took off his Confucian shirt, and returned to Rong Zhen's body again.

He bent down and draped this thick Confucian shirt that Ah Qing had sewn on Rong Zhen.

The girl who had been "reverse" before hitting him and scolding him, showing that she was unforgivable to him, suddenly leaned forward and her arms spread out.

Her body was petite, and this movement was like a titty swallow entering his arms and pounced into his arms.

Ouyang Rong was caught off guard and was hugged tightly by Rong Zhen.

She put her arms very hard, which made him feel like he was strangled and bound immediately.

After a while, my head realized what this was.

Even though Ouyang Rong had a lot of brains in advance, he could not have thought that such a thing would happen, and he was a little confused for a moment.

Immediately, he felt Rong Zhen pulling his belt.

He had taken off his Confucian shirt, and only a thin moon-white underwear was left inside. At this moment, after her belt was untied, his abdominal muscles and chest were easily exposed.

The purple palace skirt on Rong Zhen looked wide and complicated, but it was classical and double-breasted. She also had a loli-like thin body. I don’t know if it was a skill that was exclusive to the delicate women. Rong Zhen just raised her waist slightly and shrank her shoulders, and then she got out of the precious purple palace skirt, like a white snake shedding her skin.

In the dark night, the snow back is dazzling and the black hair is as satin.

Ouyang Rong felt that the small body in Rong Zhen's arms, after she took off her skirt, was soft and hot, like a small stove, and it was about to cook him in an instant.

Only one purple bellyband left on her body with white hair and thin fabric.

For some reason, Ouyang Rong's eyes were attracted by this familiar object at the first time, and it also took some time.

The girl with purple belly band successfully rushed into Ouyang Rong's arms was like a tender white lamb just out of the cage, approaching the bare chest exposed in his wardrobe.

In a blink of an eye, the two of them stood face to face with almost no restraint.

Until the inner robe was about to completely take off, Ouyang Rong suddenly woke up and subconsciously pushed forward with his arms.

Rong Zhen leaned back and was about to fall. Ouyang Rong was anxious and grabbed her arm with both hands, stabilizing the figure of the girl in purple bellyband.

Although he had not fallen, Rong Zhen's eyes were red and he stared blankly at the young man in Confucian clothes who refused to hug him.

Ouyang Rong noticed something was wrong and subconsciously explained:

"I……"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the girl with her hands crossed her chest giggling, shook his hand away, and took a few steps back.

She smiled like joy and sad.

Rong Zhenqing's tears were two lines, and she smiled and tilted her head:

"Ouyang Lianghan, is this palace a very cheap person?"

The night wind in the dark world was quiet.
Chapter completed!