Chapter 144: Eavesdropping man

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"Come up," Zhong Mingwei patted his thigh, and said to Augou, "Knead your belly."
"No, I still have to do embroidery work. I didn't do it a few days ago. I have been delayed for a long time ..." Ah Chou hummed quietly, saying so on his mouth, but A Chou still crawled in front of Zhong Mingwei However, she was reluctant to press Zhong Mingwei ’s legs and sat between his legs. Her thin and lean body leaned on Zhong Mingwei ’s arms, like a sticky doll. She grabbed Zhong Mingwei ’s hand and put it on her stomach. While whispering, "Then rub it for a while, anyway, it won't delay me doing embroidery work."
"Okay, just rub it for a while." Zhong Mingwei chuckled softly, rubbing A Chou's flat stomach with a big hand.
This girl is too thin. A chug's butterfly bone is on Zhong Mingwei's chest, and they are all hung on Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei is in pain in his heart. While rubbing A chug's belly, he is thinking about how to let A chug eat. Fatty, this is not what he can do by saving a bowl of jujube tea and half a bowl of red bean porridge.
Zhong Mingwei was very melancholy, leaning on the bedding and looking at the room beam absently.
When are these two legs good?
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"I made an appointment tonight to meet again, Dalian, I shyly replied and bowed my head without words. One more day, the girl and I were in tears. The most sigh is that the two fathers and mothers love to smoke opium, which delays the slaves. Marriage. If youth is over, where are you looking for a young man? Ergongfa sent, Xiaolier he climbed the wall. Startled the house, the daughter Jiaowa obsessed. Quickly opened the door double fan na , Hand in hand with the beloved little friend ... "
Ah Chou began to sing again, humming and humming while burying his head to continue embroidering.
Zhong Mingwei returned to his mind and listened to the little song again, but when listening to the sound of A Chou, the voice went down again. Zhong Mingwei was a little unhappy: "Why don't you sing?"
A Ugly turned his face suddenly, staring at Zhong Mingwei with his eyes: "Are you listening?"
"What's wrong?" Zhong Mingwei looked at her surprised and embarrassed face and couldn't help pinching her nose. "Just let you sing but not let me listen?"
"No," Ah Chou whispered, a little embarrassed. "It's that you've been listening all the time, but you didn't say anything, just listened so secretly, I don't even know, you know ..."
"What do you need to know?" A Chou stopped talking, but Zhong Mingwei asked.
To know that you are eavesdropping, then I have designated not to sing such a shameful song.
It's just that A Chou can't tell. She didn't want to care about Zhong Mingwei, mumbled her mouth, and bowed her head to continue embroidering, but that big pair of hands folded back suddenly, and she was firmly locked in the man's arms.
"What do you need to know?" Zhong Mingwei leaned into A Chou's ear and asked again.
"Why are you like this? People obviously just don't want to care about you!" A Chou protested bluffly, while secretly aiming at Zhong Mingwei's side face with Yu Guang, and they put on the man's bright eyes. He was so busy that he whispered, "What's so good about this?"
"The girl sings well, I naturally love to listen," Zhong Mingwei said while resting his chin on Agui's shoulders. The two people's faces were so close, he could clearly feel Acuhou's face gently. The ground trembles, and when he exits, Zhong Mingwei's voice bends, "Girl, will you sing me again?"
"I really love listening to that?" A ugly whispered, trying not to tremble, Zhong Mingwei had never been so close to him, when he spoke, his lips should be attached to her ears, A ugly ears It's like burning.
"Love to listen, really love to listen to death." Zhong Mingwei said, while learning the usual appearance of A Chou, gently rubbing A Chou's face, apparently spoiling.
Ah Chou can't stand this anymore, he can't lower his head anymore, and when he exports, his voice is even lower: "I love to listen to that and I will sing to you every day, but I don't sing in vain ... … "