The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

She was willing to change a clean sheet for the man, but she could not hold the man, and there were so many bedsores on his body, ah Chou did not dare to move. At the moment, she did not change the sheet for him. She held the clean new quilt and covered the man's body, while looking at the oily pillow, she went back to take her crimson pillow, and took out the man The pillow under my face, put the soft pink pillow in again.

The soft pink pillow is so out of place with the five big and three thick man. Ah Chou looks awkward and embarrassed. Then he whispers to the man, "first you pillow, and then I'll clean the pillow for you and change it for you."

Ah Chou sat on the edge of the bed and thought for a while. Then she began to tear the quilt she had just brought in into eight pieces. She folded the eight pieces of cotton cloth and took out one piece. She folded it diagonally and spread it under the man. It was right to be a diaper.

After putting it in place, she stood up straight, and when she faced the man again, she felt a little embarrassed. Even though he was still lying on his stomach without saying a word, ah Chou felt that he must be very sad. At present, ah Chou tucked him in the quilt and said in a small voice: "it's OK. Who can be free from disease and disaster in his life? You are ill now. It doesn't matter. When you get well, we won't have to do that. "

After talking to himself for a long time, ah Chou didn't feel depressed. After working so hard, ah Chou felt hungry. Then he remembered that he had not eaten yet. Now he had to go to the kitchen and put out two bowls of hot porridge. Then he went out of the kitchen. She folded it back again and pulled it in the kitchen for a long time. Finally, she found a spoon. She washed the spoon and then He went into the bedroom with porridge and pickles.

"Let's have porridge and pickles for breakfast." ah Chou put down the tray, took out a rope from his arms and tied Zhong Mingwei's wild hair to the back of his head. At the same time, he said in some embarrassment, "pickles are the only food in the kitchen. Wait for me to go out and buy some vegetables. What would you like to eat?"

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, his throat moved, he smelled the smell of porridge, and his stomach called out "gududu". How long hasn't he felt hungry? He is forced to live in such humiliation in the teasing and ridicule of others because he is always eaten by others, cold, hot, good and bad.

He wants to bite his tongue, but when he puts his tongue between his teeth, he can't be cruel. He's not afraid of death. He's unwilling to die in such a humiliating way. He's not willing to let those despicable and vicious people step on his right to control the world

Ah Chou's ear power is good. She is very happy to hear the "cooing" sound coming from his stomach. It is Zhong Mingwei who interacts with her. She is so busy that she scoops a spoon of porridge with a bowl, blows it cold, and then sends it to Zhong Mingwei's mouth: "it's not hot, eat it quickly!"

The warm and fragrant porridge was in front of him, and Zhong Mingwei slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the thick white porridge in front of him, and then couldn't wait to open his mouth. Ah Cho was so flattered that he fed the porridge into the man's mouth. At the same time, he dug another spoon and sent it to him. Zhong Mingwei's mouth was very wide, and his eyes were staring at ah Chou's hands The spoon is like a baby in need of feeding.