Chapter 347: Zhong Mingwei, I want to marry someone
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The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl
- 一味相思
- 786 characters
- 2021-03-02 04:29:26
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"Bah! Jinghu grinning!" A ugly whispered Zhong Mingwei, but couldn't help but hooked his lips and smiled, "Who wears new clothes does not look good? All look good."
"I don't know if other people look good. I only know that our girl is the best." Zhong Mingwei said solemnly, completely unaware of how gruffy he said.
"Bah! You're slick, shameless," A Chou scolded Zhong Mingwei, but the corners of his eyebrows were all smiling, and he took the comb from the kang head and handed it to Zhong Mingwei. You braided me, and my own is not as good as yours. "
"Sure, I'll pierce you ..." Zhong Mingwei took the comb and was about to gather Ahou's hair. He watched Achu crawl to the edge of the bed and reached down to get enough clothes.
"You put on your clothes first," A Chou was embarrassed to look at Zhong Mingwei's body, and muttered while throwing his clothes on Zhong Mingwei's face, "It's getting more skinless and faceless. Take off your clothes when you say, yuck! "
Zhong Mingwei laughed, put on his clothes, and put Aghou in his arms, and combed his hair expertly.
"Why did you wrap your knees?" A Chou saw that Zhong Mingwei's two knees were wrapped tightly with gauze, and she suddenly shook up. She dared not touch it and hurriedly turned to ask Zhong Mingwei. "What's wrong with your leg? Isn't it just a skin trauma? Why is the knee still entangled?"
"It's really just a skin trauma. The gentleman said that there is coldness inside, and I will go to the root completely while taking advantage of this time," Zhong Mingwei explained too busy. He didn't want to be too detailed. Road, "It looks scary, but when it is cured, the cold on the legs can be removed, and there will be no hidden dangers."
"Oh, I also heard Pang Yi say that Mr. Gu's medical skills are very good," A Chou took a long sigh of relief, frowning and asked Zhong Mingwei, "How did he treat you?" Why is it still covered with gauze? Is it broken inside? Does it hurt? "
"It hurts at the beginning, but it doesn't hurt much now," Zhong Mingwei told the truth. After a few days, he peeled off the flesh from his knees, it was really painful, but after seeing Aghou, Zhong Mingwei didn't feel it. When it hurt, Zhong Mingwei said while leaning in, kissed the cheek of Ah Chou, and whispered, "Do not be afraid of pain, as long as it will be better in the future."
"Yes, no matter how painful it is," A Chou nodded, but she couldn't help but she still had red eyes. She turned around so busy that she wiped her wet corners silently.
Zhong Mingwei is proud. Whether it is his background or himself, he should be the most proud person in the world. He has some proud capital, but since Ahou came to Ninggu Tower, she did not feel that Zhong Mingwei was proud. Proud, he still shows a lot of sorrow, and he loves to laugh, but no matter how he laughs, the sorrow and loneliness in his eyes can't be concealed. A ugly knows where the crux is.
Perhaps Zhong Mingwei has really put down the people and things of the capital, but he can't let go of these two stumps anyway. A Chou doesn't dislike Zhong Mingwei, and he made preparations for Zhong Mingwei's possible death for a lifetime. However, Zhong Mingwei was disgusted with herself. Ah Chou would do a lot of things. Laundry, cooking and cleaning embroidery. She could afford a virtue, but she could not make Zhong Mingwei proud again.
Unless, he can stand up again.
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"Zhong Mingwei." A Chou suddenly shouted.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Zhong Mingwei responded, still bowing his head and carefully braiding Ah Chou.
"Have you learned to set your hair?" A Chou stared at a red candle on the table. She came down from the mountain to buy a candle and bought a candle. When the candle was out of stock that day, she had to buy a red candle, although It's more expensive than ordinary candles, but it's really pretty.
"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei was at the end of the braid, reaching for the goose-yellow yam and tying it up, saying, "Doesn't you like braids? Start to like curly hair?"
"No ..." A ugly bit her lip lightly, and then tried to make her voice sound calm, "You quickly learn to curl your hair, and we will be married when your legs are ready, you said, when you are married, , You combed my hair, Zhong Mingwei, I, I want to marry someone. "