The Emperor's Beloved Ugly Girl

"It can't be cured. It's been a long time. Besides, it's still such a large area." hearing Zhong Mingwei's voice, ah Chou didn't feel so aggrieved. She wanted to be coquettish, but she couldn't. don't dally under the man's hand, just like the cat who used to beg for food under her hand, and she said coyly, "but it's OK, It doesn't hurt or itch. If you You think it's ugly. I'll put my hair down later. What I can cover and what I can't see is on my chin... "

"Not ugly." Zhong Mingwei almost blurted out.

How could he feel ugly?

This is the suffering that ah Chou has suffered for him. It's the price that ah Chou has paid for him step by step.

He looked at the coy and delicate girl on his knee, and his heart was going to ache. He suddenly felt that it was of special value, whether it was the swords and swords that he had been subjected to these years, the inhuman abuse that he had been subjected to in the patriarchal clan's mansion, or the whole eight months in the dark. It was really worth it. He could not imagine that there was anything in the world more precious than this girl's simple smile Dear, even the throne he once craved.

"I and I don't think it's ugly. I'm so natural and beautiful, so it's all good Hey, hey, hey! " Ah Chou seems to be trying to save face, pretending to be serious, but before she has finished speaking, she breaks her skill, turns her head suddenly, and buries herself on the man's leg and laughs.

Zhong Mingwei also followed her with a smile. He gathered her hair, combed it and closed it in the middle. Finally, he joined his hand and became a neat horsetail. Then he took the red rope and tied it in circles.

"All right." Zhong Mingwei stroked ah Chou's soft prone hair, looked at the ponytail, and was very satisfied with his craft.

"It's very good," ah Chou was very satisfied. She straightened up slowly. Actually, she wanted to stay on the man for a long time, but her hair was all tied up. She was too embarrassed to stay on. At the moment, a pair of squiggly eyes stared at the man's legs and pinched her ponytail with her hand. "It's much better than me."

"I'll tie your hair after that." Zhong Mingwei is very proud of finding a good job at last.

"OK, you prick my hair and I'll rub your legs," said ah Chou, putting his hand on the place where he had just been lying on his stomach, rubbing it gently for a while, and saying to Zhong Mingwei, "I think your legs are stronger than those of the other day. They are puffy here."

Zhong Mingwei also pinched and pinched. He frowned and said, "it's flesh. It's not strength."

"Where is it going to get better so fast? I'm quite satisfied with you now, "said ah Chou, taking half of the embroidered pieces out of the needle and thread basket, and continuing to lower my head and embroider, while muttering," to tell you the truth, when I saw you, my heart was cold. I didn't dare to say it on my mouth at that time, but I thought in my heart, this person has become like this. What can I do in the future? "

"If What if I'm paralyzed all the time? " After hesitating for a long time, Zhong Mingwei asked.

"Then I'll serve you all my life." ah Chou didn't lift his head. He was still embroidering flowers. He rubbed his hair with a needle and continued to embroider flowers. At the same time, he said, "it's nothing special."

Zhong Mingwei smiled bitterly. Isn't that a bad thing? Open out his life to a paralytic end of shit end of urine?

But Zhong Mingwei knew that ah Chou was telling the truth, but because he knew it was the truth, Zhong Mingwei was more distressed.

This stupid, stupid and painful girl.

"What is it embroidered?" Zhong Mingwei looked at ah Chou and stared at the embroidered piece all the time. He also followed him, but he could not see what it was.

"Mandarin ducks playing in the water," ah Chou said immediately, and said, "it's for the bride's belly pocket..."

Then ah Chou's voice stopped abruptly.