The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Is it so serious?" A ugly straightened up, staring at Zhong Mingwei, obviously frightened enough, and now said cautiously, "Then, otherwise I'll send him the book back?"

"No, there are so many people buying books. He is afraid that he won't remember you," Zhong Mingwei said slowly, frowning again, and warned Ah Chou with a sullen face. "It's just that you will never be near that bookstore again." , Remember? "

"Uh huh! Yes, yes!" Ah Chou nodded like a chick who pecked rice, "I won't go again."

"Okay, let's eat soon," Zhong Mingwei felt more confident in his heart, and picked up his rice bowl again, urging Ah Chou to eat, "Hurry up, it's going to be cold."

"Since I can't buy any more books, otherwise I will go to Mr. Chen to borrow it for you?" A Chou suddenly said, obviously satisfied with the idea. She smiled and looked at Zhong Mingwei, "Mr. Chen It ’s so good, and it ’s definitely very good to talk. I let him pick a good book and lend it to you. ”

"No borrowing!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei put the rice bowl in his hand on the table again, this time with a little effort in his hand, even the small table shook with it three times.

"What's the matter?" Ah Chou is unknown, so he thought Zhong Mingwei was afraid of troublesome people, and was busy now. "No problem, Mr. Chen is really very nice and kind to me. As long as I borrow it, he must be It ’s not bothersome, really ... "

Zhong Mingwei's old heart was so acidic that he couldn't add it. It was like being soaked in old vinegar for three days and three nights. The girl who lived still did not know how to continue to fan the flames. Zhong Mingwei was really angry. .

Yes!

Not sensible!

I am embarrassed to say that I am smart!

Where is it smart? !

"I don't like to read Mr. Teacher's books." Zhong Mingwei sullenly said that the sour child in his voice couldn't even hear him.

"Mr. Chen is not an ordinary teacher. Others are the first talents from Ninggu Pagoda. They are very powerful." A Chou Duding Zhong Mingwei couldn't look down on Chen Qingxuan. He was too busy to fight for Chen Qingxuan. "A few days ago, what kind of Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be held by the elders of the prestigious government, and they have specially sent someone to invite Mr. Chen to go over. Don't underestimate others."

Zhong Mingwei felt that the smell of vinegar in his body would be able to float for ten miles against the wind, but the girl who was born was totally unaware, so Zhong Mingwei was even more angry. Now he pushed the rice bowl and hummed with a cold face: "Eat enough, don't eat Now. "

"Huh? Aren't you clamoring for noodle soup? Why didn't you eat half a bowl?" A Chou finally realized that Zhong Mingwei's something was wrong, she didn't look at Zhong Mingwei, "What the **** are you doing?" Alright? "

"Humph!" Zhong Mingwei snorted loudly from his nose, tilting his body, so he didn't want to care about Ah Chou.

"Isn't it ..." Ah Chou frowned even more.

She found out!

She finally found out!

Zhong Mingwei flicked A Chou's tight frown with Yu Guang, and his heart was a little too small for surprise and expectation. Waiting for the slow girl to coax herself, if she coaxed well, then he would barely eat another bowl Gnocchi soup, ah, two bowls are fine ...

"Are you suffocating?" A Chou came over and asked carefully, with a very understanding expression on his face, "You were not convenient last night, and until now, it must be suffocating, 啧啧 啧, look at you What kind of face is black, if you hold back badly, you tell me, I ’ll help it down, it ’s convenient, if you do n’t hold back, you always let me guess, if I guess not Then, have you been holding back the inconvenience? You said that you can't be so indecent as a big man, I am not ... "

"You, shut up for me!" Zhong Mingwei's face was even darker, not only black, but the corners of his mouth twitched violently.

A Chou was taken aback by him, shrinking his body and holding the bowl tighter, while staring at him cautiously: "Really ... Suffocating so much?"