The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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A ugly looking at Zhong Mingwei's turquoise chin, a little embarrassed: "Should it be cut so short? You have to cut your meat again."

Ah Chou was not blindly worried. Last time she cut Zhong Mingwei's beard. The beard was too short. She didn't pay attention to it. Later, she became red, but she was terrified.

"If you don't cut your beard, you are too worried," Zhong Mingwei was also a little unhappy, "yesterday I kept hiding and I didn't want to kiss."

A ugly blushed immediately, and said with a pity: "Why are you talking about everything? No shame or boring."

"Come here," Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou's faint face, itchy, and dropped his bowl while patting his thigh. "Come here."

"What are you doing? People haven't finished the porridge yet." A Chou complained in a low voice, but he crawled over obediently and nestled in Zhong Mingwei's arms.

"Isn't it the same here?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while digging a spoonful of Laba porridge into A Chou's mouth.

"You just don't have good intentions ..." A Chou mumbled and drank the spoonful of porridge, both hands resting on the man's thigh, rubbing gently.

"Why don't I have good intentions?" Zhong Mingwei put down the bowl and put his hands around A Chou, while resting his chin on A Chou's shoulders, and chuckled at the small red ears, "Also, small Girl does n’t like me with bad heart? "

"Who would like it?" A ugly stubborn, but twisted over, and rubbed on Zhong Mingwei's face, like a cute cat, "Beard does not need to be cut, it is not long."

"Really?" Zhong Mingwei said while rubbing his chin gently on the white and tender cheeks and hard stubble of the ugly stubble. Everywhere he went aroused a layer of dense goose bumps and his family The little girl giggled.

"Isn't it long?" Zhong Mingwei smiled helplessly at the little girl who was laughing and hiding in her arms.

"No need to cut, I really don't need to," A Chou reached out and rubbed the man's chin, and rubbed it for a while and then kissed him. "I actually ... I like you to poke me with a beard ..."

"Really?" Zhong Mingwei was a little unbelieving, and he was a little inexplicably happy in his heart.

Ah Chou gave him a glance and ignored him. Ah Chou was thin-skinned. She couldn't tell the second time so shamefully. She pursed her red lips and reached for the bowl of Laba porridge. But before reaching out, she was kissed by the man.

The fiery lips were aggressively attacking the city, and the hard stubble rubbed her face, causing Aghou to tremble all over, and the outstretched hands trembling, and finally wrapped around the man tremblingly. Neck.

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"Did you be pretty just now?" Zhong Mingwei leaned on the bedding and watched his little girl kneel on the kang, rubbing his legs with a red face, and that little mouth was not red. Just a little bit longer. At this time, Zhong Mingwei was slightly swollen. Zhong Mingwei stared at the ruddy little mouth, and unconsciously reached out to touch his chin. The taste was so beautiful. I really wanted to kiss again.

"Why are you so much nonsense?" Ah Chou annoyed her so much that she said shameful words about the screwdriver, and now he glanced at him, while digging a lot of ointment on Zhong Mingwei's knee and rubbing it hard, " In the end, it is the ointment in the palace, and when you smell it, you know it is a good medicine. "

Liang Sisi's ointment was rubbed on the hot knee, Zhong Mingwei closed his eyes, and his mouth made a "sizzling" comfortable sound.

"Who was the last person?" A Chou rubbed and casually asked Zhong Mingwei, "How come I didn't see it?"

"Pang Yi," Zhong Mingwei did not hide from Ahou, "I have followed me since I was a child. Fifteen years ago, I sent him to the army of South Xinjiang, and I never returned. This time it was something wrong with me. , The queen mother only recruited him back from Nanjiang. "

"Why do you want to send him to Southern Xinjiang?" A Chou was a little curious and turned his head to Zhong Mingwei. "Isn't it your heart? How can you be willing to let him out of Beijing?"

"It's also impossible," Zhong Mingwei sighed. "The queen mother pushed me to the throne while trying hard, but she never allowed me to intervene in military and political affairs. I can only find another way."

"The Queen Mother will not let you intervene in military and political affairs?" This time, A Chou was even more puzzled. "How can the Queen Mother become a junior in the harem, and how can she be connected with military and political affairs? How can she control the military and political power?"