The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Pang Yi and Gu Qingtong took a long sigh of relief at the same time, then glanced involuntarily, then turned their heads again with a smile, Pang Yi was too busy to put a cloak on Zhong Mingwei, Gu Qingtong went back to the kitchen and brought a stack of bowls When I came out, I looked at Pang Yi and helped them go out. Gu Qingtong was too busy to catch up: "Why? Do n’t you have breakfast together at home?"

"Thank you Gu girl," Pang Yi turned to Gu Qingtong and smiled apologetically. "Grandpa and Madam have to rush back to take the medicine, so they won't bother here."

"Then ... what about you? Would you like to **** cooking?" Gu Qingtong looked at the smile on Pang Yi's face and lost her mind. When the reaction came over, she blushed awkwardly, "Oh oh oh , Then go back quickly, don't delay taking medicine. "

Pang Yi looked at her, nodded, and didn't speak anymore. At the moment, he and Gu Changlin helped Zhong Mingwei and Meiya into the carriage, and then drove the carriage on the road.

"Qing Tong," Chen Qingxuan and Gu Qingtong didn't move their feet after the horse-drawn carriage went up the mountain road. Obviously, both of them were very worried. Chen Qingxuan looked at Gu Qingtong, and some words stopped, but he couldn't help but drive Mouth, "Never know that someone's heart belongs to them, don't put your mind on others' hearts in the future, and it will make people feel troubled without having to endure hardship."

"What about you?" Gu Qingtong looked at Chen Qingxuan suddenly, and said gently, "Cousin, can you do it again?"

"I ..." Chen Qingxuan stunned for a while, and then nodded, "I should be able to do it."

Gu Qingtong rubbed his clothes corner and muttered: "I should be able to do it too."

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Finally, she came home again, and Meiya ’s heart was full of joy. On this way, she thought of going home to make noodle soup for Zhong Mingwei, but when she got home, she did n’t want to move, so she wanted to stick Zhong Mingwei, naturally. Zhong Mingwei also wanted to stick to her. The two did n’t come out again after they entered the room. Pang Yi went into the kitchen to make a fire and water. Gu Changlin was so happy that he hummed Xiaoquer and hurried to the market. Go to Zhenweizhai to buy a good table and come back to celebrate the home of Meiya.

"Kang at home is still comfortable," Mei Yawo rolled two times on the kang, and then rolled into Zhong Mingwei's arms, and was suddenly hugged by a man to prevent her from moving, and Mei Ya's face was stuck on On the man's chest, she rubbed her head while leaning her head to kiss the man's chin, and sighed, "It's still comfortable for the man to hug herself."

Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: "... Which man have you hugged?"

Meiya knew that he had misunderstood, and at the moment, he stubbornly did not smile, and looked at Zhong Mingwei seriously: "A few, Dabao, Ermao, Sanzhu ..."

Zhong Mingwei's lips twitched more severely: "... Are you serious?"

"Really, when did I tell a lie?" Meiya stared, but looked at Zhong Mingwei's look, and couldn't help it anymore. She was lying in the neck of the man's neck and laughed. Suffocating, "It's just that these men are not as old as you ..."

Zhong Mingwei: "... Do you think I am old?"

"Where did you want to go?" Meiya couldn't stop laughing more and more. She looked at Zhong Mingwei's pitiful expression, and smiled and felt a little bit distressed. Gently biting Zhong Mingwei's ear, he whispered on the side, "They are all little dolls that Mr. Chen just received, the oldest is only six years old."

"That won't work either. I won't be allowed to hug the little kid in the future. I can only hug me ..." Zhong Mingwei's face was unpleasant and the acidity was sour, but his face was stiff and he looked at him suddenly. Mei Ya's face, what she wanted to say, but she swallowed it anyway.

"Yes, I will only hold you little boy in the future," Meiya held Zhong Mingwei's face and kissed each other bit by bit, seeming to have to make up for the debts of these days, without forehead, eyes, and nose. Let it go, only the whole face of Zhong Mingwei was wet, and finally the wet lips stopped on Zhong Mingwei's slightly dry lips, "Zhong Mingwei, you are my little boy, I am also yours Little boy, in my life, I hurt you so much, and you hurt me so much. "

"Okay," Zhong Mingwei's nose suddenly soured. He stretched his hands around Meiya, and whispered softly while catering for Meiya's kiss. "We just hurt each other."