Chapter 96: Was it painful at the time?
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The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl
- 一味相思
- 750 characters
- 2021-03-02 04:27:14
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When Zhong Mingwei went to solve the fourth knot, A Chou finally couldn't help it. She was uneasy and worried: "No ... No, don't worry, I'll just comb it myself after a while ..."
Zhong Mingwei ignored her, untied the hair knot, and then took out the wooden comb from the needlework basket that A Chou put in, and combed A Chou's hair at once. A Chou's hair was not long, just from His knees hung down on his ankles, and Zhong Mingwei held a handful of hair and smoothed it, then took another hand and combed it down.
He never thought that one day he would comb a woman's hair so patiently and tenderly. I really didn't think about it. At most, I once thought about it. If there is a girl in the future, she must be sent a few more grandma. The aunt's wait, the daughter's family, Jin Gui, has a lot of things and can't be sloppy at all. His Zhong Mingwei's daughter should be more precious.
It ’s just that he does n’t have a girl, and this thought is useless, just do n’t want it. Today, in this humble courtyard, all his patience and tenderness are actually used on this girl, and he does n’t He didn't think it was unbelievable. He felt very calm, as if it should be so.
"Is it so painful?" He brushed his hair while asking the little girl whose entire face was buried on his lap and didn't dare to move.
"It doesn't hurt." The little girl said puffyly, with a trembling voice, unable to tell whether she was more excited or more excited.
"The first time I combed my hair, it wasn't too light or heavy. If the comb hurts, you will squeak, don't just bear it." Zhong Mingwei said again.
"Well," the girl's voice was even more trembling, and Zhong Mingwei thought he was too strong, so he eased his strength, and then he listened to the girl and spoke carefully again, "Zhong Mingwei, then ... that you Was it really ... really didn't brush the hair of others? "
Zhong Mingwei pursed her lips: "Is this fake?"
"Really?" The little girl asked again. The voice was not so timid, but it became louder, and she couldn't help suppressing a smile.
"I lied to you what a little girl did?" Zhong Mingwei was a little helpless, and the furry little head under his hand arched, not at all honest, Zhong Mingwei endured for a long time and finally couldn't bear it any longer, reached out and pinched the little girl red Jade-like little ears, "Don't laugh anymore, carefully beat you up."
"Hey, hey!" This time, the little girl who was about to suffocate, couldn't help but laugh out loud, her face buried in the man's lap and she couldn't breathe, finally She could only face her face, the laughter became louder, the giggle like a silver bell, smart and nice, and suddenly, she did n’t laugh anymore, not only did she not laugh, her eyes were still staring, she was obviously nervous and scared. .
The man's finger rested on her neck, rubbing gently along the dark scar, Ahou's face froze immediately, and the heart that had jumped suddenly fell to the bottom.
"Is it painful at that time?" Zhong Mingwei gently rubbed the dark scar and murmured.
Ah Chou naturally knew when he was talking, and suddenly his eyes were red: "It hurts, it hurts painfully, I have to endure it during the day, I can still get to work, I have to work harder than before, and I can't sleep at night I felt like I had to bear it. Both of my pillows were bitten. "
Yeah, what can I do if I can't bear it then?
She is the pinnacle of Zhao Guifei's eyes, will she still have to cry in tears, and remind others to teach her not?
Therefore, she can only endure, but A Chou is also used to it. Do n’t you have to endure it all the time?
But at this moment, in front of Zhong Mingwei, she couldn't bear it anymore. She felt extremely wronged, for being a terrified self in Yanxi Palace at that time, and for a hard-working slave for so many years.
"In the future I will find the best Langzhong to treat you," Zhong Mingwei's throat was sore, and the scars under his fingers seemed to have been born on his body. "It must be cured for you."