The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"Isn't it dark? I felt cold, so I changed a thick one. "Ah Chou's eyes dodged Zhong Mingwei, and he was so busy that he took another sticky bean bag and sent it to Zhong Mingwei. Obviously, he wanted to quickly end the discussion about clothes." eat another one, it's still hot... "

"Untie the collar of your dress and let me see." Zhong Mingwei cut off her words and stared straight at ah Chou's tightly buttoned neckline.

"What are you doing?" Ah Chou's face suddenly turned red, and her head dropped lower. The sticky bean bags in her hand were all pinched out of shape by her. "I, I just fell outside and my clothes were dirty, so I changed one. You What are you doing? Look at me like a thief. "

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak any more. He stared at the sticky Beanbag in ah Chou's hand. He thought his heart was just like the sticky Beanbag. It was all gone. After a while, he said again, "why don't you wax it when it's so dark?"

"Oh, I'll go now." Ah Chou was so busy that she left the sticky bean bag and went to the side room to pick up the candle. Actually, she didn't want to light the candle. She walked on the mountain for such a long time and waited for darkness to come back. Naturally, she was lucky, but Zhong Mingwei asked her to light the wax. She couldn't refuse.

Then she lit the wax, dripped the wax oil and fixed the candle on the table. She sat on the edge of the bed again, lowered her head and cleaned up the tray and chopsticks. Just about to take it out, she listened to Zhong Mingwei again.

"Come here, girl. Let me see your neck." Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Ah Chou 's eyes suddenly began to flow. She didn' t say it on her mouth, but she liked to hear Zhong Mingwei call her girl the most. She said her name was ah Chou early in the morning, but she never called her. When she spoke, she was a girl, and she couldn 't tell the favor of the unknown. Today, this girl has made ah chou give birth to many grievances.

"What's good? It's ugly, "ah Chou inhaled his nose, but she still put the dishes and chopsticks aside, and then began to pick up the buttons on the neckline. As she untied them, she whispered," it's scars. I don't want to see them myself. Where do you think of coming here? "

Zhong Mingwei didn't answer. He kept staring at ah Chou's trembling hands. They were so powerful that they could pack big stuffed buns with oil. The dirty clothes could be washed clean. They were the same hands. They took pains to apply ointment to him over and over again. They were the same hands that made him clean and comfortable. Now they are unbuttoning one by one The buckle of the lute was untied, revealing ah Chou's white neck and dark red scars.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the scar with good eyes until he heard ah Chou ask timidly, "how long are you going to see?"

"Get closer." Zhong Mingwei's Adam's apple glided up and down, sinking.

Ah Chou blushed, bent down and bit his lips. "Is that ok?"

"Closer."

"How close is it?" Ah Chou murmured, thinking that the light was so dark and light. He could not see the trace. At present, ah Chou obediently came to Zhong Mingwei's body, and finally she fell on Zhong Mingwei's body. She was very flustered. She knew that the posture was too strange. She knew that she should cover her neck and quickly hide. Zhong Mingwei could not be suspicious, but in such a faint yellow candle light Next, looking at Zhong Mingwei's eyes, she listened to him inexplicably, almost as if she had been wronged.