The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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It ’s just that this time I did n’t sleep long, and my stomach hurt again. A ugly opened his eyes strenuously, while panting, but thankfully this time Zhong Mingwei ’s hand did not rest on his body. Kang under the ground lightly, while tucked in the quilt for Zhong Mingwei, and went out while wearing clothes.

A Chou went to the partial room to take a cotton pad and took brown sugar on the other side. She planned to go to the kitchen to burn a bowl of brown sugar and **** tea. Zhong Mingwei was still asleep. Too.

Only, I forgot to fetch water last night.

A ugly looked at the empty bucket, and now carried the bucket to the well to fetch water, but ... the well water froze, as if the ice was quite thick.

A ugly frowned and stood by the well, then went to the kitchen to find a large stone and moved out. When he was about to hit the well, he suddenly remembered that day when she broke the ice and broke the water, Zhong Mingwei pushed open the window A frightened face came. She looked at the broken window. She still put down the big stone in her hand, and then lifted the bucket out of the yard lightly, walking along the mountain road, struggling to snow Go down the mountain.

In fact, it is not impossible to dig snow and make tea, but the snow is still coming and going. The wind and the sun have been exposed to the sun for so many days. A ugly feels unclean. A few days ago, he burned the tea alive a few days ago. It's too much, it's so uncomfortable to scream, A Chou feels unable to drink, Zhong Mingwei should find it more difficult to swallow?

Zhong Mingwei had been taking medicine for the past two days, which was already uncomfortable. A Chou was reluctant to let her drink such dirty tea. What's more, she also wanted to make Zhong Mingwei soaked in jasmine tea to get the bitter taste in her mouth.

So, just go down the mountain and carry the water on the bucket.

...

When Zhong Mingwei woke up, A Chou was busy with a bowl of hot jasmine tea, and said with a smile: "Just just make it, so drink it."

"True fragrance," Zhong Mingwei sniffed the rich fragrance of jasmine, could not help but boast, "Girl, you are making tea more and more."

"That's it, I'm so clever to learn something unpleasant?" A Chou smiled smugly, and sent the tea to Zhong Mingwei, while asking, "Is it better today? Isn't there a taste in my mouth yet?"

"It's much better," Zhong Mingwei sipped his tea while smiling, "It's just that you have been kept on the kang for a few days, and you are not allowed to go anywhere. It's really boring. It's great today. You will help me later. Go for a walk. "

"Today ... it won't work, two days later." A Chou was a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei frowned at Ah Chou, looked at A Chou's blushing face, and immediately understood it. While putting down the tea bowl in his hand, he took A Chou's hand and whispered, "The body doesn't Convenience?"

"Huh," Ahou hummed softly, pulling his hand out of Zhong Mingwei's hand, and while sitting in front of the stove, he fired and said to Zhong Mingwei, "Let's eat gnocchi soup today."

"Girl," Zhong Mingwei felt that there was something wrong with Ah Chou. He asked worriedly, "Is the stomach hurt badly? If the stomach hurts, just come up and rest, and I'll be ready to cook."

Zhong Mingwei watched Aguiu's cooking, and learned a lot of craftsmanship, but the natural taste could not be compared with Acuhou, but he was so sloppy. Now Zhongmingwei was so busy that he opened the quilt and helped Kang Yaner to go to the kang. .

"It's okay, it's just a little pain in the stomach. It's quite comfortable to sit like this, so you don't need to come down." A Chou was so busy that he stopped Zhong Mingwei, afraid he wouldn't be able to catch cold again. He paused and said, " After a while, you can just rub my stomach. "

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei didn't insist anymore, stretched out the leg that he straddled out again, and covered the quilt honestly. He is now more cautious than before. But now it is just a cold wind. He is like a big enemy. He is not afraid of death. He is afraid of causing trouble to Ahou. In the past few days, Ahou has not taken a good rest in order to take care of him. Zhong Mingwei is really distressed. At the time, I just hoped that I could take advantage of it.

"When did it hurt?" Suddenly, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but ask Ahou. From this time before, he always reminded Ahou, who rubbed her belly and made **** brown sugar tea for a few days. This time It was because he was ill, he didn't care about it, and he didn't even know when A Chou had a stomachache. Zhong Mingwei inevitably blamed himself.