The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

After changing the mat, ah Chou was busy cooking. Today, she was making pimple soup. She stirred the pimple and thought that she had to find someone to build a Kang. When changing the mat for Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei's legs were cold. How can I do if it's frozen?

However, money is needed to build Kang. When ah Chou thought of the poor silver in his purse, he was worried about it. But he thought about the embroidered pieces that had been embroidered quickly. He was in a good mood again.

What are you afraid of?

She has skills and can make money. She can not only support Zhong Mingwei, but also support him very well!

Now ah Chou came into the room with two bowls of pimple soup.

"In a moment, I'll help you down to have a try," ah Chou gave Zhong Mingwei his job and said, "let's go to the rocking chair today."

Zhong Mingwei nodded: "OK, I'm sure I can today."

Yesterday, Zhong Mingwei was able to move to the outer hall. He was almost able to go out. At last, ah Chou couldn't support him. He had to go back to the house. But obviously, Zhong Mingwei and ah Chou are more confident.

"That's very kind of you. You need to go out in the sun quickly. It will be cold when you see it. I dare not let you go out in the future." Ah Chou's mouth was full of pimples, and his words were full of fuzziness.

"It's autumn?" Zhong Mingwei was obviously surprised. He looked up at the window. However, his bed was too far away from the window. He could not see anything except the bright day.

"Yes, when I was in the palace, I heard that Ninggu pagoda was suffering all the year round. I didn't know how it was, how it came, but now I've learned it," said ah Chou, pulling his thick coat and Zhong Mingwei. "I was in the capital at this time in the past, and I'm looking forward to eating ice. But now, I'm all dressed in autumn Here we are. "

Zhong Mingwei's eyes fell on ah Chou's jacket and looked at the linen cloth that could not see the color of the wash. He was so flustered that he didn't say anything at the moment, so he went on eating pimples. A few days ago, ah Chou was not comfortable. He rarely stayed in bed in the morning. He was afraid of Zhong Mingwei's hungry stomach, so he made pimples soup in a hurry. It was intended to be convenient to make it at will. I didn't expect Zhong Mingwei But I love to eat very much. Ah Chou has been doing it for several days.

"Where was yesterday sour?" After breakfast, ah Chou climbed onto the bed as usual, fingers groping for Zhong Mingwei's back waist inch by inch, and asked him, "here? Here? Or here? "

"Down a little more," Zhong Mingwei commanded. "Down a little more, down a little more..."

Can't go down any more, really can't go down any more

A Chou's face is red, but his fingers are still obediently placed on the slightly raised tail vertebrae of Zhong Mingwei. He hears that Zhong Mingwei "hum". A Chou's face is redder, not only redder, but also thirsty.

"Yes, it is. If you eat hard, it will be very sour. Hiss..." Zhong Mingwei frowned. He did not know whether it was too comfortable or too sour. He sighed from time to time.

In this sigh, ah Chou blushed more and more.

Ah Chou thought that he was very strange. Once Zhong Mingwei was naked, and she saw her toenails from the top of her head, but she didn't think anything about it. Since that day, ah Chou felt that he was not right. Not only did he dare not look at Zhong Mingwei directly, but also could not hear the voice of Zhong Mingwei. Ah Chou thought that he had a strange disease, a very strange disease

"Don't keep humming. A big man's family is always humming..." Ah Chou couldn't stand it, muttering in a low voice.

Then, the "hissing" sound suddenly disappeared, and the whole room was quiet. Apart from each other's breathing, ah Cho couldn't hear any more sound. Ah Cho was a little regretful. What kind of noise was it?