The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Mr. Chen has a gully in his chest, and he is not like the sour reader of the screwdriver," Zhong Mingwei put down the "Liao Zhai" in his hand and got up and walked to Meiya, eating it with her hand in the past The remaining half of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake said with a smile, "I don't know if the lady is satisfied with the book Xiaosheng said?"

"Satisfied," Mi Ya nodded in a hurry. While reaching out and squeezing the man's cheek, she smiled slyly. "Although it's not as fascinating as that of Mr. Storyteller, you can't hold your face so beautiful. Now, just looking at your face is all earned. "

"Then ... what's the reward the lady said?" Zhong Mingwei grinned.

"Is that enough?" Meiya leaned her head up and kissed Zhong Mingwei's lips, gently rubbed the man's lips with the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and stared at the man without blinking his eyes, " Is that enough? "

"Not enough," Zhong Mingwei held Meiya's back with his big hands, and bent down to wrap up the chaotic lips. Both of them were so confused that Zhong Mingwei was released. "This is enough." "

"Did you especially love telling stories to me after that?" Meiya pursed her lips while whispering to Zhong Mingwei while blushing.

"Yeah, know that the wife's rewards are so generous, and it's" Abao ", even" Painted Skin ", I won't say anything," Zhong Mingwei laughed and swayed, looking at the light outside. Tianguang turned his face again and leaned into Meiya's ear and said, "It's still too early, otherwise Xiaosheng will spare Mrs. a story?"

"What's the story?" Mi Ya was immediately interested, "Is it still in" Liao Zhai "?"

"No, it's another one," Zhong Mingwei smiled even more wavy when he looked at Mei Ya's red face to the root of her neck. "Where did we talk about last time? It's Simon vs. Wang Liuer, right?"

"You ... you go away!" Meiya pushed Zhong Mingwei away, stomping her feet and ran out, not to mention how embarrassed she was, she also knew last time that she bought Zhong Mingwei What "good books"! And also bought twelve copies! She thought about the showcase's meaningful smile, and thought that Zhong Mingwei had to dodge a book when reading a book, and had to watch it at night. For a time, she felt that she really had no face to see people, but after that time, Zhong Mingwei seemed to have gotten it. It's funny, and from time to time, he took out those "good books" and said to Yu Meiya that Mei Ya had never seen such a shameless person.

"Girl!" Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya and ran out. He was too busy to remove the outer skirt from the screen and chased it out. Although the outside rain stopped, it was still watery. Ninggu Tower's August and a half It has already begun to cool down. Fortunately, I have to wear a thick outer garment when I go out.

"lady!"

Meiya was really reluctant to be alone with Zhong Mingwei in the backyard. She was afraid that he would do nothing wrong with him without a skin or face. She was reluctant to go to the front yard to discuss what to eat at night. Then, as soon as he left the front yard, he watched Pang Yi and Xiao Anshi come in.

"Why are you here? Such a heavy rain," Meiya greeted with surprise and joy, looking at a piece of mud in the corner of Xiao An's skirt, Meiya frowned immediately, "You didn't catch the car? Come over? "

"Yes, there are no two steps left and right. Quan Dang eats away," Xiao Anshi said, pointing at the basket in Pang Yi's hand with a smile, and said to Meiya, "We have collected a lot of fungus along the way."

"Really? Let me see," Meiya was shocked and delighted. She was too busy to look at it, and it turned out to be a basket full of fungus. "I'm still thinking about rushing Minger to pick the fungus.

"Isn't this Mid-Autumn Festival coming to my wife's house for a reunion dinner? Naturally, it's not easy to come empty-handed," Pang Yi laughed, looked at Zhong Mingwei and also came out of the crescent moon door. He was too busy to give Zhong Mingwei Salute, while smiling, "Yeah, we're here again."

Xiao An's can't cook, and Pang Yi's cooking can only guarantee the level of cooked rice, so since they became married, they would come to Nanshan Bieyuan to rub rice almost every day.

"Huh, I know that no day is clean with ears." Zhong Mingwei glanced at him, and walked over, covering the outer skirt on Meiya's body.