Ying Er's mouth, a little confused, as if he did not understand why he would ask this, looked a little cute.

Tang Ning also understood how pure this question was.From the beginning, he became a close-in stupor, and it is estimated that Mrs. Yong and Rong Xuan only thought so, and in the future, Ying Er is a dowry in the past to be a choir.

Even Ying Er himself has always thought so, so the idea in his heart is deep-rooted, from beginning to end in his heart only one thought, and he will be his uncle's house tidbits in the future.

Although no one has said it, it is unspoken.So now Rong Xuan told her that she was not surprised at all, because it was a matter of course for her.

What about whether you want to?It didn’t exist, and she didn’t have that thought at all.

After the calm and his marriage were settled, Ying Er, the girl, was destined to be his man.

Tang Ning took a serious look at Ying Er for the first time, and had to say that this was a beautiful and lovely girl, who could be selected by the lady through layers of lint, that at least beauty must be less.

Because her role is to help the young lady serve the future uncle, let the aunt take heart.Of course, obedient and gentle, hard work is also essential.

So when Ying Er's confused mouth is a little cute, especially when he is aware that Tang Ning is looking at him, he is even more shy like a mimosa.

Tang Ning came to him two steps, and said some funny: "Look up."

Although he was ashamed, he raised his head gently.Tang Ning stretched out his finger to provoke Ying's chin, Ying Er's face was blushing, and the long eyelashes drooped constantly showed her inner tension.

Although it is not as amazing as the first time you see, Ying Er has a small family of jaspery coquettish.

And this is destined to be their own people, Tang Ning suddenly felt a little restless, both so cheap and not to play a rogue, was destined to be their own people?

Thinking of this, Tang Ning bowed his head and kissed it, and just this cherry mouth was really cute and tight, so that people couldn't help but want to eat a mouthful.

Oh, warm shaming, it is really satisfying to taste.

The yin stood there, his chest undulating, his eyes suddenly wide, as if the whole people were embarrassed there.

At this time, Ying Er is still a little girl with unknown personnel, and the teaching before Ren's marriage has not yet been carried out, so Ying Er's affairs for men and women are still like white paper.

Even so, she also knew that she was being thinned by her uncle at this moment, but she was destined to be her uncle's house, and it was not right to be thin and light by her uncle?

So although a nervous heart is about to jump out, the nervous body is tight, but still obediently standing, let the uncle lightly.

Even when the uncle's tongue came in to pick out her teeth, she also cooperated obediently, but this was the light taste of the surging impact on her mind.

Just when she felt that she was about to suffocate, she could finally breathe quickly, but she felt a little lost.

Tang Ning is very satisfied, although some of the meaning is not over, but it does not matter, soon to get married, when not when to taste it?

"I will go to Nanshan camp the next day, and tell you, young lady, although the heavy gifts sent by the big princes are received, my carbon-roasted seafood is not so easy to eat, can not be eaten in vain!" 」

After that, Tang Ning took a picture on Yinger's little hip and went out.

This fiery slap trembling the whole people of the Yingpai, guarded for so many years, she had never been in close contact with the man when she had received such a stir.

Even let her forget to answer, know that the door curtain sounded before she woke her up, let her return to God, can not remember what just happened, Ying Er wrongly rubbed her face to calm down.

Although she could not see her face, she also knew that she must be red now just like the red apple.Because her face is hot.

Unsurp to her, the curtain sounded again, and the spring grass and summer flowers came in and smiled, “Sister Yinger?”

Although Ying Er's face was still somewhat rosy, he was not as red as before, and he was forced to calm down: "Sister Chungrass, my uncle still wants me to send a message to the young lady, I want to go back!"

Springgrass laughed, “Sister Yinger rare to come once and stop sitting?”

Ying Er immediately smiled and said, “No, no, the lady is waiting for me to come back!”

They had no doubt about Ying's blushing, for Yinger was a girl who was easy to blush, and she blushed when she first came in.

The Yinger of the carriage suddenly covered his face, there was only one thought in his mind, I was lightly thin by my uncle, I was lightly thin by my uncle, I was lightly thin by my uncle...

Liang Jiying put down his hand and murmured with a mirth: “This shows that the uncle is rare!”

When he got out of the carriage, Ying was a little worried, should I tell the young lady about this?

All the way to the small courtyard, Ying Er made up his mind, this matter should not be mentioned to the young lady.Of course, if the young lady takes the initiative to ask, she still has to say.

However, how can the lady take the initiative to ask, Ying Er, is your uncle not light you?

“Sister Ying, you are back!”The thought-on-isnter was startled and really jumped.

“Fall, you scared me!”The clasped his chest undecided.

“Sister Ying, what happened to you?What do you want to do like this?”The falling man wondered.

“No, nothing to think!”He answered casually and went into the yard.

“Miss, I am back!”

There was no one in the room, and Rong Xuan smiled and asked, “Did you tell him?”What did he say?”

Ying Er tried to make himself not blush, crisply said: "My uncle said that he was going to the Nanshan camp, and said that although the big gift lady sent by the big prince and the princess was received, the uncle said that his carbon-roasted seafood was not easy to eat, and could not be eaten in vain."

Rong Xuan laughed and understood the meaning of Tang Ning, knowing that Tang Ning was intending to take the opportunity to reconcile with the big prince, which was exactly what she thought.

Smiling, he asked, “Nothing else, right?”

Ying could not help turning red and stammering: "No, there is nothing else."

He smiled, “Oh, let’s take a rest.”

Ying returned to his room and suddenly threw himself on the bed, and then the clear what happened appeared in his mind.

The Ying, who was holding the quilt, remembered the chin that provoked her chin, remembered the thick breath, remembered the suffocating kiss, remembered the fiery slap.