However, whenever she was drunk and faced with a man who was similar to him, she really couldn't help it.
At this time the carriage came, and Meng Huo picked her up and got into the carriage. Without waiting for Zhao Xiang, he said to her, "If you want to eat mutton, we will roast it when we go home."
Ping An didn't speak, just leaned quietly in his arms, and soon fell asleep.
When Zhao Xiang brought out the meat, the carriage had already driven away, so he simply stuffed the mutton into his mouth and chewed hard.
I really don't know what's going on with this girl, how dare she do such a thing to my uncle.
He knows his uncle, that is a god-like existence, who is not afraid of it.
She was not afraid at all.
What the hell.
When Zhao Xiang went back, Meng Yi was still drinking. Looking at the mutton he brought back in his hand, he didn't ask, but just drank it on his own.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Did you really admit the wrong person? How old is this girl? Who can you have such deep feelings for?"
Zhao Xiang felt that unless it was with his own father, it would be too young for her to fall in love at her age.
"How do I know, I'm not her, and I have to leave tomorrow, so go back early." Meng Yi said, picked up another jar of wine and continued to drink.
"Oh, okay, uncle, you should rest earlier, I'll go back first." Zhao Xiang put down the meat, turned and left.
In fact, under normal circumstances, he really didn't dare to get along with this uncle. He was too cold, and there was always a vague evil spirit in his body.
Meng Yi was the only one left in the big tent. He put down his wine glass, picked up chopsticks and ate the mutton that Zhao Xiang had just cut hard. He picked up the wine jar and poured it into his mouth, some of the wine flowed down his chin. into the clothes.
His eyes were a little empty, as if there was nothing in it, and he seemed to have everything.
Meng Huo directly brought Ping An to his mansion. He personally wiped her hands and feet with a towel, and took off her outer shirt. Ping An's little face was flushed because of drinking, and she looked very cute.
Meng Huo suddenly had an urge to get her.
Does it mean that as long as they get her, they can be together forever, and she won't think about other men anymore
Thinking of this, Meng Huo suddenly turned his upper body to hold her down, and kissed her lips.
…
When Ping An woke up, the sky was already bright, and she felt a little headache. She got up and looked at the strange environment, but she wasn't too nervous.
Because she remembered that she was taken away by Meng Huo yesterday, and this place is probably in his house.
When Ping An got up, someone opened the door and came in from outside. Shui'er walked in from the outside and said, "Miss, you are awake, how do you feel? The Eight Kings specially asked me to come from the mansion to serve you."
"Oh, get me some water, I'm thirsty." Ping An rubbed his temples and asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's almost noon."
"... Has King Yi's team sent out yet?"
"It's been more than an hour. The Eighth Prince sent him off. He should be back soon. The prince said he would come back to accompany you for lunch."
"Oh, okay, I want to wash up, you go get ready." Ping An didn't want to talk anymore.
Now that they were gone, she could only hope that they would come home triumphant.
When Ping An finished washing, Meng Huo just came back, and when he saw her, he had a gentle smile on his face.
"Are you awake? Are you hungry? You can eat soon." Meng Huo came over and pulled her to sit down.