The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"If you are OK, you have to practice slowly." Zhong Mingwei lies on the bed, ah Chou puts the tray in front of the pillow, and the noodle bowl is inside. At this time, he holds the bowl in one hand, holds the chopsticks in the other hand, and takes pains and clumsily to hold the noodles. Finally, he finally sucks in a piece of noodles. At present, it's not only Zhong Mingwei, but even ah Chou has a long sigh of relief, and then both of them laugh again.

"I prefer to eat noodles," ah Chou began to use chopsticks. He was sucking noodles and complaining about Zhong Mingwei. "What kind of noodles are you eating now? Isn't that what I'm looking for? "

"Not only today, but tomorrow, I'll have noodles." Zhong Mingwei, with a calm face, is struggling to hold the chopsticks. He finally puts the wooden ear of the chopsticks into his mouth and "crunchs" it. It's very delicious.

Where does ah Chou not understand? Zhong Mingwei is in a hurry to recover. He can't even let go of his meal. But looking at the sweat on his forehead, ah Chou is really distressed.

"This fungus is really delicious." Zhong Mingwei ate another chopstick of fungus. The middle-aged man who used to eat abalone, ginseng, wings and tripe could not taste it. Now, ah Chou opened a door to the new world. He felt delicious and fresh when he ate anything. "It's very refreshing."

"Is it refreshing? I'll give you a salad tomorrow, so that you can see what a real refreshing taste is. " Ah Chou bit his chopsticks and smiled. Watching Zhong Mingwei eat noodles cheerfully, he was very happy.

"Who on earth do you learn to cook?" After dinner, ah Chou brought in a bowl of jasmine flowers for Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei smelled the strong jasmine fragrance, and was lazy all over.

"How can palace people cook? What can't you do on your own? Do you have to find someone to serve you? " A Chou despised the tunnel and dug a lump of ointment on the man's back. The bedsores in other places are very sharp. Only here, there is a bedsore big as palm. A Chou applied ointment to Zhong Mingwei twice a day. "Is it still painful?"

"A little." Zhong Mingwei squinted and groaned.

Ah Chou looked at his drowsy and lazy appearance, and knew that he was comfortable. Ah Chou wanted to beat him a little, but he wanted to make him more comfortable. He put a little strength on his hands and pinched him on the side of the man's waist. He lay on his back all day long, and he was the most tired. Sure enough, the man hummed louder, which was obviously more comfortable.

"In a few days, when you get better, I'll help you out in the sun." Ah Chou said as he rubbed his waist.

A Chou knew that the man was suffocating, and he wanted to take him out to the sun for a long time. At the beginning, Zhong Mingwei was very passive and didn't cooperate with him, and Zhong Mingwei was so paralyzed. A Chou, such a thin girl, could not carry him even though she was strong enough, but now the situation is different. Zhong Mingwei has become active, so a Chou has taken a man out to the sun again thoughts.

"Well." As expected, Zhong Mingwei is very cooperative and has no objection.

After a pause, ah Chou said again, "but I have to prepare a reclining chair for you first."

Zhong Mingwei's eyes narrowed all the time. Suddenly, he opened them and looked at ah Chou. Ah Chou's scalp was numb by his eyes: "what's the matter?"

"Is there enough silver?" Zhong Mingwei said, obviously with some embarrassment.

Since he was born, he has never been worried about money or asked about household use. In these days, he ate well and drank well every day, but he was quite upset. He knew that it was the savings of ah Chou. He also knew that ah Chou's savings must not be much. He knew that it was not a way to live on the mountain. Several times he wanted to ask, But when he said it, he swallowed it again. His identity, his age, made him unable to open his mouth. Especially now he is still in such a situation, so even if he asked, what can he do?