The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Zhong Mingwei's face stiffened, and to the face of Grandma Chen's gentle smile, he still squeezed a not-ugly smile: "It's really trouble you."

"There is nothing troublesome here. My granddaughter is out of the house. My grandmother is a bitter background, and she has nothing to do with her dowry, so she can come up with clumsiness," Granny Chen said sideways. While sighing, "Fortunately, that girl married a down-to-earth person like you, I can feel at ease."

"Grandma, you can rest assured," Zhong Mingwei said while holding Grandma Chen's hand seriously, "I will make the girl happy for a lifetime, and it will also make you feel at ease for a lifetime."

"With your words, I have nothing to worry about." Grandma Chen looked at Zhong Mingwei's serious expression, and she was a little moved in her heart. In fact, she always thought that Zhong Mingwei was old and had legs and feet like this. But at this time, she felt that the two were perfectly matched ...

Ugh!

To put it bluntly, it was their family's Qingxuan who was not blessed.

"What are you talking about?" Meiya came with a tray of pastries, and watched Zhong Mingwei and Grandma Chen chatting.

"Grandma is beating Mr. Zhong," Gu Qingtong smiled at Mi Ya, and took the tray from Mi Ya's hand and placed it on the table, while continuing, "Mr. Zhong is also loyal to grandma."

"What kind of loyalty do you watch?" Meiya sat beside Zhong Mingwei and chuckled at him with a piece of chestnut cake, "Shouldn't you be loyal to me? Are you loyal to your grandmother?"

"Wait for your loyalty when no one is there." Zhong Mingwei looked at her and smiled softly.

"Bah! Who is rare!" Mei Ya tweeted him with a blushing face, busy greeting Grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong to eat pastries. The four of them ate and chatted in the pavilion, and watched Pang Yi coming out of the kitchen. Still holding a small half of the paste.

"Pang Yi, is it time to post a couplet?" Meiya stood up busy, wiped her hands, and hurried towards Pang Yi, "I'll post with you! "

"Ma'am, no need, I'll do it myself." Where did Pang Yi dare to call Meiya? Waving too busy.

"That won't work, I'll post it." Mei Ya ran to the backyard and said the couplet words. When Zhong Mingwei just wrote, she made up her mind, and she must make those beautiful ones by herself. The letter is posted.

"Let's follow it, too," Grandma Chen looked at Zhong Mingwei's half-chestnut cake and smiled at Zhong Mingwei. "That girl is risky, don't let it fall."

"Hey!" Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he put down the half of the chestnut cake, and hurried to the backyard, because he walked too fast, but his legs were lame.

Gu Qingtong looked at Zhong Mingwei's back in a hurry and hurried towards the backyard. While sighing for a long time, he was eating a thousand layers of pastry listlessly. What about you? "

"Girls, what nonsense?" Granny Chen whispered, paused, and suddenly looked up at Gu Qingtong, "I remember a while ago, how did you talk to Mr. Pang, who closed your mouth? "

"This ..." Gu Qingtong was stunned, and immediately put down the melaleuca in his hand. "This is a misunderstanding. Grandma, don't mention it later."

...

Zhong Mingwei hurriedly entered the backyard, and watched Meiya sticking to the door with a word on her foot. Pang Yi wanted to help in the past. Meiya didn't let it. He held his breath, and finally posted a word on the door, and then toward He took a few steps back and looked at the word on the door with a silly smile.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the slippery red lanterns and the words of the big fight, the silly smiling girl, all of her heart was turned into a heart, Pang Yi watched him come in, just about to salute, Zhong Mingwei was busy waving his hand, beckoning Let him go out, and now Pang Yi was so busy that he took the couplet in the front yard quietly and retreated.

"It's so beautiful?" Zhong Mingwei walked behind Meiya, and stretched his hands around Meiya, while leaning in to kiss the small ears of Meimei. "It's not too tired to watch it all the time."

"It's hard to feel tired for a lifetime," Mi Ya twisted in his arms, holding his hand in his hands and squeezing it down. He was so coquettish. "My man's hands are so powerful, so good. The words are better than those written by the teacher. "