The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Really?" Zhong Minge said softly. He gently put the teacup on the table, and then raised his head slightly, looked at Liao Chongwu from the hair, and then his nose suddenly became sour. He was busy and bowed his head again. When I spoke, the voice was even lighter, "You are also thin."

"No," Liao Chongwu said in a hurry. While he was busy adjusting the armor on his body, he said with a deep voice, "Just because the armor is not well-fitted, it looks thin."

No, you were n’t like this before. You stand there like a hill, but now, you ca n’t even hold up your armor, and your thin cheeks are recessed.

Zhong Ming's lips tremble so badly that a heart is sore to the extreme, his hands in his sleeves clenched into fists, he tried to hold back the tears, for a long while, he finally calmed his emotions, and he began to say: "It is already given I saluted, then go back, it ’s not too early. "

Liao Chongwu stood up silently, slammed into Zhong Ming'e deeply, and then bowed and walked out. He was already very satisfied when he saw Zhong Ming'e today. He was really satisfied. The people who can see him can listen. To his voice, even his clothes may be stained with his breath ...

He was really satisfied.

One step, two steps, three steps ...

Zhong Ming'e heard the sound of footsteps and went away, his chest fluctuated more and more. When Liao Chongwu's hand rested on the door, Zhong Ming E turned his head suddenly: "Liao Chongwu!"

The hand on the door froze stiffly for a long while. Liao Chongwu turned around slowly. He looked at Zhong Ming'e, staring blankly at himself, his heart broke and he wanted to fly. I ran to him, hugged him in my arms, and told him the words of the stomach, but he could only stand on the spot like this, with two heels taking root.

"His Royal Highness, is there anything else to order?" Liao Chongwu said respectfully.

"No ... it's nothing," Zhong Ming'e turned his head too busy. After the impulse, he was full of annoyance and sourness. He pinched his nails subconsciously, and whispered, "Don't drink too much and hurt your body."

Since Liao Chongwu came in, Zhong Ming's chest was filled with strong alcohol. He knew the source of the alcohol, so he sniffed hard, he was a drunk, but he could smell it. It is concluded that this is the taste of burning a knife, because in the past, Liao Chongwu also drank a burning knife.

"You ... don't you miss me at all?" Liao Chongwu couldn't help facing the thin and slender back, his lips shuddered, he knew that he was really like this, really not like a big lord Son, but he really can't help it, he's really going crazy!

"What do I want you to do?" Zhong Ming'e stalked his neck and stared at the boss. He stared straight at the painted beams of the miaohong, with words and words of ridicule, "I live now Well, I do n’t know where it ’s going to be better than when you were there. Father Emperor reused me and watched that I was going to ... "Speaking of which, Zhong Ming'e gasped quickly, swallowing hard, and then continued Said, "Seeing that I'm going to be a dad, a good future is waiting for me. I ... what do I want you to do? Without you, I ... I'm fine!"

"Really?" Liao Chongwu whispered, and stretched his hand to wipe his face. They all said that the big man's husband bleeds without tears. It can be seen that he is not a real man. His scarlet eyes looked at the straight back. For a long time, Liao Chongwu turned again. When he left, he put his hand on the door again, and said softly, "That's it, my subordinates wish your Highness Fushou Kangning, and I will be happy and happy for a lifetime."

After finishing his speech, Liao Chongwu pushed the door open, but he could n’t walk out at all. The repressed cry from behind seemed to poke Li Jiansheng into his heart, and he closed the door again. Step by step, he came to Zhong Ming'e again, and the person who had the sharp teeth was already crying out of breath at this time.

"Your Highness, Your Highness," Liao Chongwu was so distressed that he couldn't speak. He knelt in front of the soft couch, trembling with his hands clinging to Zhong Ming's messy hair. "Ming E, don't do this."