The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Mi Ya swallowed the pot meat in his mouth silently: "... Zhong Mingwei, have dinner, you come with me, I have something to tell you."

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei nodded cleverly, and shuddered to finish the remaining half of the bun.

...

After dinner, Zhong Mingwei obediently followed Meiya into the room. Gu Changlin sat on the recliner with a golden sword and hummed a little melody: "You are a Zhang Xiucai in one more day, skipping the pink skin wall. Yingying could just say that the little slave's family was originally the chaste daughter, so yo yo, skip it, skip it, you skip it in vain ... "

"Sir, did I say the wrong thing just now?" Pang Yi packed up the chopsticks and walked to Gu Changlin's side to sit down, looking back at the house, how to feel uneasy, "How do I feel Madam seems to be angry? "

"Your elm head! Or eat less walnuts!" Gu Changlin looked at Pang Yi and couldn't help but sighed, and suddenly he sat upright again, and asked Pang Yi with a look of interest, "Yes, that woman drama sang What kind of drama? Why did Ming Wei call her to sing when no one was selected? "

"It seems to be called" Tan Qing Shui River "," Pang Yi thought for a while and then said, "It's not good, so I sang a female child and a male child to jump on the river and died in mourning. It was very sad."

"What's so audible? What else needs to be carried on the person? I thought the kid had the ambition to listen to" Eighteen Touch "!" Gu Changlin suddenly looked disgusted, and then lay in a rocking chair again. , Patting on the chair handle while continuing to hum and chirp, "You are a Zhang Xiucai in Ergen, hold Yingying in his arms, Yingying can say, the little slave's house was originally that chaste daughter, so ah, hug In arms, in arms, you are in arms ... "

Pang Yi looked at Gu Changlin's virtue and couldn't help but think of him as an old man, but he didn't move his ground, so he sat beside Gu Changlin.

"You are Zhang Xiucai in three more days, take off your gown, Yingying can say, the little slave's house was originally the chaste daughter, so take off, take off, you take off in vain ..." Gu Changlin hum Humming, he noticed something was wrong. As soon as he turned his head, he looked at Pang Yi with both hands resting on his cheeks, and he was listening. Gu Changlin was not happy anymore, "Hey! I said, kid, you are still sitting here doing What about it? "

"Waiting to hear you sing four more," Pang Yi smiled and said cheeky, "Mr. Gu, you will continue!"

"Get off!" Gu Changlin kicked him with a smile, scolding, "I miss the woman, right? Go find it by yourself! Listen to Xiaoquer so addictively so little!"

"People have the ability!" Pang Yi was not annoyed, while whispering softly, he got up and fed the horse.

I haven't seen Xiao An's for eight days. I really miss her!

No, you have to pay close attention to marry her back.

Hey.

...

In the bedroom.

"You are really greedy, not only greedy with eyes, but also with mouth, even with ears," Meiya hugged her chest with both hands, and looked at Zhong Mingwei with all her hands. She couldn't lift Zhong Mingwei's staring head. Slowly said, "I just want to listen to the song? I don't sing it to you, so I will find a female actor to sing to you at home?"

"Not as you think ..." Zhong Mingwei now really wants to strangle Pang Yi with his own hands.

"Oh, what's it like?" Meiya was unswerving, looking at Zhong Mingwei while her big lala was tilting Erlang's legs. "You're talking about it, letting Pang Yi rush while I'm not home." I ’ll find you a female actor to go up the mountain. What did you do? Is n’t it just asking her to sing a drama?

"Girl, look at what I wrote here?" Zhong Mingwei pitifully pointed to his forehead. "You have good eyesight and you can see it."

"Writing ..." Meiya glanced at the man's smooth forehead, and slowly said, "It's all the walnuts."

"What? Walnut?" Zhong Mingwei's face was inexplicable. "Why did you get the walnut again?"

"You must blame Pang Yi for being a big mouth with little thought, and naturally complained about Pang Yi's lack of walnuts," Meiya said while she couldn't help but hooked her lips, smiled, and reached out and pinched Zhong Mingwei's Nose, "What the **** is going on? Secretly asking the actors to sing in the mountains, afraid I know what to do?"