The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Ah?" Zhong Mingwei kissed Ah Chou's small, warped nose, "What's wrong?"

"Jing Mingwei." A Chou's face was redder, a little impatient.

"What's the matter?" Zhong Mingwei was unclear, "Why are you still angry?"

"I want to learn to write ... the three words Zhong Mingwei," A Chou's face was even redder, and his eyes looked at Zhong Mingwei in shame and awkward eyes. "How many times do you want me to say?"

Facing those watery eyes, Zhong Mingwei's heart was all about to change. He was holding Ahou's face, and he kissed and kissed those red toot lips. A short beard stubble was on Ahou's face. I rubbed it up, which made Ah Chou breathless, but he was still reluctant to let go. While reaching out to remove the brush from A Chou's hand, he put it down while holding A Chou and pressed back and forth to Kang .

"Zhong Mingwei ..." A Chou was a little scared. Zhong Mingwei was a bit abnormal today. He used to kiss her before, but he has never been so crazy, and kissed her entire face, from the forehead to the eyes and the nose. To the chin, now lying on her neck again, back and forth on the dark red scar, A ugly trembling all over her body, her hands around Zhong Mingwei's neck, did not know whether to stop Zhong Mingwei, or was urging With Zhong Mingwei continuing to go crazy like this.

"Call it again," Zhong Mingwei's voice was hoarse and emotional, "Girl, call me again ..."

"Why, what?" Ah Chou stuttered without knowing it.

"Call me my name," Zhong Mingwei was a little eager, gently biting A Chou's neck, urging, "Scream more, don't, don't stop ..."

"Zhong, Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei ..." Ah Chou shuddered violently, and he felt ashamed when he first spoke, but screamed, somehow, A Chou's nose was sour, she put the man around It got tighter, "Zhong Mingwei, I really like you, I really like ..."

The man's body shuddered, and the next second, he pulled the quilt over the two.

...

On the day, I still didn't get into words. The ink table on the small table was overturned. The ink flowed everywhere. The unique smell of ink was so rich. Zhong Mingwei and A Chou smelled it, but they didn't bother to control it. They were isolated from the world by a bed of quilts. In the crazy and absurd throbbing, Zhong Mingwei kissed A Chou all over again, like a pious Buddhist monk who worshipped the Buddha, and like a bluffed hairy kid who finally succeeded.

"You ... what happened to you just now?" After a long silence, Ah Chou asked timidly.

"... Don't ask." The thirty-two-year-old big man rarely blushed.

"But, but ..." Ah Chou couldn't speak anymore, the man's hand clung to her hand, and hurt her hands, and Ah Chou was really shy and palpitated.

In the next second, Zhong Mingwei let go of A Chou's hand suddenly, and took off his pajamas to wipe A Chou's hand, while stunned and said: "In the future ... no more ..."

"Isn't it?" He knew that it wasn't a good thing, but Ah Chou asked boldly, "Just like that ..."

"Say it all, so don't ask ..." Zhong Mingwei didn't even know what to say. After the absurdity, he regretted that his intestines were all green, and he was afraid to scare Ah Chou. He chased and asked, there was no place for his old face.

"Oh, then I won't ask," A Ugly whispered, and asked Zhong Mingwei with a blush on the side, "Then do you still teach me to write?"

"Ming, tomorrow," Zhong Mingwei stammered, "I will teach you how to write tomorrow."

"Tomorrow ..." A Chou stared at Zhong Mingwei with a wink, pursing her red lips with embarrassment, "Will you still charge tuition fees tomorrow?"

"Goodong!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei swallowed hard.

Jiasheng thirty-two years December eighth

Jingshi.

Zhong Cui Palace.

According to the ancestral system, on the day of Laba, all the princes and princesses must go to the palace to greet the long lived grandfather and the queen mother, and then spend a lunch together in Cining Palace. In the past, it was just a lunch. The queen mother this year Instead, he prepared two handles of purple jade to give the second concubine Da'an and the second concubine Zou's pillows, and Zou's face was inevitable.

After lunch, the second prince Zhong Ming'e and the second prince Zou went to Zhongcui Palace.

"The son / daughter-in-law pleases the mother concubine." As soon as he entered the Nuan Pavilion, Zhong Ming'e and Zou's were too busy to ask the lady concubine.