The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Just think carefully about you," Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but laugh, and he was so distressed that when he spoke again, there was a pain that he couldn't hide in his voice, "It's such a big palace, black and black, alone No, do n’t you feel scared if you slip in by yourself? "

"I'm not afraid, I don't believe in ghosts and gods, so I thought about going in when no one was there. Even if nothing in the black hole was visible, I wanted to go in for a while," Mei Ya whispered, her cheeks rising. Red, when she said this, she was already so embarrassed that she could n’t, but she insisted that she did n’t bow her head, so she looked at Zhong Mingwei in a hurry, “That ’s where your mother lived and was born. The place, the day when I felt that there would be no dream round in my life, this is the only way I can think of approaching, "Speaking of which, Meiya's mouth turned up slightly, pulling out a gentle arc," No one knows, only I am thinking of you quietly, sitting alone under the pomegranate tree in Jingren Palace, looking at the sparkling fireworks in the distance, thinking about your appearance, this is enough. "

"Really enough?" Zhong Mingwei said dumbly, "Just looking at the fireworks and thinking about me year after year, nothing is needed?"

"Yeah, that's enough," Meiya said, looking at Zhong Mingwei while fetching her hand. "Mingwei, at that time, you were actually the same as that fireworks, bang." , Fanghua moment, although fleeting, but enough to illuminate my life. "

Yes, for her, Zhong Mingwei is such a existence. She never thought of getting him, and never had that kind of extravagance. She clearly knew early in the morning what she was from and what situation she was in. So, although she She is not very young, but she thinks very well, so she can only like Zhong Mingwei in her own way. Although humble and hopeless, it is enough to illuminate her life.

"Girl ..." Zhong Mingwei had so many words to say to those clear and bright eyes, but he was so partial that he could not say anything. He had never been so clumsy and never so distressed. The whole heart was trembling, and he reached out to hold the girl's face. "This year's New Year's Eve, let's put fireworks together, and it will be from the end of the year to the beginning of the year, okay?"

"Okay, I wanted to let it go last year, but you said you are afraid of avalanches. This year is good, we moved to the mountain," Meiya heard, and suddenly came to the spirit, shaking his head and said to Zhong Mingwei, "That Let ’s buy a few more kicks this year, OK? And Ma Leizi! Flee the weather! By the time you put the second kick, I ’ll flee the weather! See who will play! "

Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched for a while: "... Are the two kicks scary?"

Zhong Mingwei didn't know what two kicks were, but Pang Yi's guns that day when he got married made him shocked.

"Hahahahaha!" Meiya looked at his pitiful virtue, then looked at Zhong Mingwei's smooth legs, and then he couldn't stop laughing.

Zhong Mingwei was naturally unhappy, and was too busy to make up for himself: "I am not afraid, just ... I am afraid to scare you."

"Hahahaha!" Meiya was still laughing, and she burst into tears. She pointed to Zhong Mingwei's face, and pointed to Zhong Mingwei's two smooth legs, and almost laughed and said no The words came out, "Zhong Mingwei, you, your virtue of pear blossoms with rain, hahaha! How do you make me look like a bully who robs people? Hahaha!"

Zhong Mingwei's gaze also fell on his two legs with Meiya, and it suddenly called a heartbreaking gray: "Master bully, can we have a consultation?"

"Little girl, you can speak!"