Ming Lanruo's brain was swollen, and when the man hugged her into the hot water, she finally regained consciousness.
"Why did you take off all my clothes?" She instinctively covered the only remaining bellyband on her body, and finally said something straight.
Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows: "Why, are you taking a shower and getting dressed?"
Ming Lanruo held down his hand that was pulling the strap of her bellyband, but felt that her head was still dizzy: "No... no, I have something to tell you."
She knew that he had a palace banquet to attend today and would be late in the evening, so she decided to wait for him to come over and have a banquet... But she didn't expect that she would be in trouble after drinking two more glasses of fruit wine.
He looked at her trying to stay awake, but he couldn't help but look coquettish, so his eyes darkened, he rubbed her white and slender waist, and then let go of his hand.
"Okay, then just listen to the little lady."
Cang Qiao leaned against a pillar on one side with a half-smile, and slowly untied the jade belt around her waist.
Ming Lanruo rubbed her brows, sat in the tub and waved her hands: "Don't take off... don't take off your clothes, and talk properly."
How can you talk when you take off your clothes?
Cang Qiao saw that the bellyband on her body was soaked and clinging tightly to her delicate body. It was better than nothing, but it actually showed a seductive embarrassment.
He narrowed his phoenix eyes, pulled the Eight Immortals chair on the side, sat on the stool, and casually pulled the skirt of his clothes with his long fingers: "Say, what do you want to say?"
Cang Qiao sat lazily with his long legs spread apart, black boots wrapping his slender and strong calves.
The originally solemn and solemn gold python robe was now pulled loose by him, revealing a sexy and strong white chest.
The whole person looks relaxed and lazy.
And Ming Lanruo could see... the tip of her nose felt hot.
She covered her forehead. She must have drunk too much to feel that she didn't want to talk about business and just wanted to climb on his long legs.
Next time, don't listen to that guy Jing Ming who says that plum wine is never intoxicating.
"I'll tell you a few things briefly, first... second... third... fourth..." Ming Lanruo rubbed her temples hard and braced herself to speak.
She explained the four key points that Xiao Xi had summarized before.
"Anyway, I now suspect that King Xiao Jingnan has captured Agu, my grandmother, and he wants the Gu God in my body..." Ming Lanruo calmed down a lot as she spoke.
"God of Gu, isn't he King of Gu?" Cang Qiao raised her eyebrows slightly and saw that there was a bottle of iced fruit wine on the table.
It was probably a festival, and everyone had a pot like this in their room, so he simply poured a cup and took a sip.
He licked the wine from the corner of Yan Hong's lips with a half-smile. Yes, it was the taste of Ming Lanruo's little mouth.
Ming Lanruo looked at him staring at her and smiling evilly, and she choked inexplicably: "The God of Gu and the King of Gu are both the same thing...a kind of Gu that has existed for thousands of years and is parasitic on the human body."
Whether it is a Gu God or a Gu King, it sounds mysterious, but in fact it is still a parasitic Gu, but this kind of Gu has mysterious power.
Without Agu's guidance, she would have been able to exert at most one-tenth of the power of the Gu God in her body, but this tenth was enough to amaze her.
Cang Qiao played with the wine glass: "Young lady, you want me to help deal with Xiao Jing Nan Wang?"
Ming Lanruo only felt that the hot water was steaming, and the smell of alcohol was getting stronger. She rubbed her brows: "First check his background in the southwest, and the old Jingnan King...see if they have any... clues."
He smiled and raised his eyebrows: "Okay, of course I will do my best to fulfill the little lady's orders."
"Thank you." Ming Lanruo nodded. The hot water made her dizzy. She pulled the towel on one side to cover her body and planned to climb out of the hot water.
Cang Qiao suddenly kicked the barrel with her toes, knocking her back into the barrel as she was about to climb out.
Ming Lanruo saw that her bath towel was also wet, and she picked up the bucket in confusion and some displeasure: "What are you doing... burping..."
Cang Qiao played with the wine glass in his hand and said slowly: "My dear lady, what did you promise to our family?"
I shuddered when I heard that he suddenly called himself "our family" in such a demonic and evil way after a long absence.
Ming Lanruo felt a little guilty: "A...what did you promise?"
Cang Qiao smiled and raised her body slightly: "You really don't want to reward me, my dear lady, do you really want to play tricks on me when you invite me to our house today?"
The smiling tone already contained an undisguised threat.
Ming Lanruo looked at him and leaned forward, the lines of his slender neck and chest became clearer and sexy, and a little blush appeared in his hazy eyes.
"Thank you...what does Aqiao want?" She slowly climbed out of the bucket wrapped in a soaked cloth.
This time, Cang Qiao didn't kick her bucket, and looked at her standing wet in front of him, with her thin wet hair sticking to her fair and small face, like a bunch of roses that had just been soaked in wine.
human form.
He narrowed his dark phoenix eyes.
The urge to break the rose petals made his breathing become hot.
Ming Lanruo looked down at him, then suddenly reached out to hold his face and raised it, making him look at her.
Her fingertips went all the way from his forehead to his delicate jawline, Adam's apple... all the way down to his collarbone and chest: "Ah Qiao, why don't you speak? What reward do you want?"
Cang Qiao took a breath and smiled. His rose bush had thorns, which made his heart feel... painful and itchy.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her onto him, making her sit astride him facing him, and pulled off the wet and useless veil on her body.
"As a reward...this pot of fruit wine is ready." Cang Qiao casually took the pot of wine and asked with a smile: "My dear lady, did you know that there is a bowl in the world called the Beauty Bowl?"
Ming Lanruo felt dizzy and leaned against him without any strength: "What is the Beauty Bowl?"
The cold wine fell into the small jade-white depression on her collarbone, making her shiver from the cold, but she felt a little more awake.
His smiling and hoarse voice sounded in her ears: "This is the Beauty Bowl."
Then his thin lips touched the collarbone.
Ming Lanruo trembled all over, and the thin skin on his legs was scratched with goosebumps by the three-dimensional gold dragon and python embroidery on his body. She hummed in shame: "Aren't you going to take it off?"
He smiled: "If you don't take it off, doesn't the little empress not like me taking it off?"
Cang Qiao licked the water on her thin lips, with a wanton smile on her brows and eyes: "Okay, little lady, I'm going to drink. Sit down, but don't move."
Beauty is like wine, wine does not intoxicate people, people become intoxicated themselves.
Roses soaked in fragrant wine, Revlon.
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Ming Lanruo didn't know how she fell asleep. She spent a ridiculous night on the table and chair, and rewarded an extravagant... evildoer with a pot of cold wine!
She vaguely felt that he hugged her, cleaned her up, and then fell asleep in his arms.
I just don’t know how long it has been...
"Ah ah ah, I want my mother, you old thing, you threw me out again, please let me go..."
"Shut up, your mother..."
The angry scream of the little baby instantly made Ming Lanruo instinctively open her eyes and sit up.
Just like a cub being bullied, a mother animal will instinctively protect her cub. She immediately jumped out of bed, staggered, and fell to the ground with weak legs.