The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei took two hard breaths and slowly let go of his hands. Then his legs suddenly softened. He hugged the wall again. Almost at the same time, his hands tightly encircled him from behind.

Zhong Mingwei looked down at the small hands that tightly encircled him. His original full of frustration and depression disappeared at this time.

How nervous the girl should be to him. It makes him hurt so much.

"It's OK," said ah Chou after a long time. Zhong Mingwei's whole back was sweated by her. Zhong Mingwei could only open his mouth. He patted the hands with too much strength and white bones. "Girl, it's OK. I'm standing still."

"Oh."

There was a voice behind him that ah Chou couldn't reach. Then the hands were slowly released, and then the hands were slowly put back. Zhong Mingwei watched the hands move back a little bit, and then they were going to disappear. He didn't know how to do it. Suddenly, the soles of his feet were soft, his body was askew, and then the hands were tightly encircled again.

Zhong Mingwei's heart suddenly jumped, and his back came back to the girl's arms. But the girl was too short for him. It was uncomfortable to hold him so much. The breath from his mouth was sprayed on his back. The heat came in through his thin clothes. Zhong Mingwei felt that the whole body was crisp. How long had he been so close to someone?

How can I feel my heart beating like thunder again?

Zhong Mingwei wants to let ah Chou go, but his lips tremble. He doesn't say it, so he silently grasps the wall. He squints at the cracks on the wall, enjoying the fresh heat that ah Chou sprays on his back shoulder.

"Rest Are you ready for a rest? " For a long time, ah Chou stuttered, and the counsels in her voice were so different from her great strength that Zhong Mingwei could not help but hook his lips.

Ah Chou thought that he must be crazy. He knew that he should withdraw his hand, or support Zhong Mingwei, or help him to go back to the room. But she was holding Zhong Mingwei so tightly. She thought that her love was just a narcissism.

Yes, Huachi, the one who is not shy and dry, is more shameful than the one who can't walk when seeing the beauty.

"Have a rest," Zhong Mingwei said softly, with a little arrogance in his tone. "You can rest assured that I will be in the sun today."

"What do I have to worry about..." Ah Chou's mouth was on, but he was very happy in his heart. At present, Zhong Mingwei moved to the yard step by step.

Sure enough, Zhong Mingwei is in the sun today.

The rocking chair was put in the yard early in the morning. It was cold when I got up early. A Chou laid a thick blanket on it. At this time, it was nearly noon. Although half of the sun was hiding behind the clouds, it was still a little hot. A Chou didn't want to take the blanket away. Although the rattan surface was soft, but a Chou was worried about hurting Zhong Mingwei, so he carefully helped Zhong Mingwei to sit on the rocking chair 。

"How is it? I bought a good rocking chair, right? Are you comfortable sitting like this? " Compared with Zhong Mingwei's light face, a Chou was obviously excited. She walked around the rocking chair in a circle, while walking and rubbing the rocking chair for fear of something wrong. "Zhong Mingwei, are you tired of sitting like this? This chair can still be put down. The chair back here can be turned into a reclining chair with a twist. You can see it here. It's amazing... "

"Don't turn. Your head is going to spin." Zhong Mingwei couldn't help it. He grabbed ah Chou's arm and grabbed her, right in front of him.

"Are you dizzy? How can giddy? Is it hot? " Ah Chou shook a little. As he said this, he put his hands on his forehead and Zhong Mingwei's forehead respectively. Under his hands were two pieces of skin with the same sweat and heat. Ah Chou could not help frowning. "It's a little hot, but it's not very hot. It's not much different from mine..."