The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Don't sing anymore," Aguhou narrowed his eyes when he said this, and his mouth was not clear. "As soon as you sing, I want to sleep ..."

"Then sleep for a while." Zhong Mingwei said.

"No, I have to do some embroidering work for a while," A Chou yawned and confused, "I haven't washed the dishes yet, I have to go down the mountain to buy pottery jars and pickles ..."

"Embroidery work is done in the afternoon, I will wash the bowl, and the pot will wait for your body to be comfortable before you buy it." Zhong Mingwei's big hand followed the broken hair in front of A Chou's forehead. His down hair can't be put into the braid, and he is floating in front of A Chou's forehead, messy and beautiful.

Yes, how beautiful.

Zhong Mingwei caressed the soft, yellowish hair, and his heart was like it was, especially when the sun was shining through the window paper and the room was bright and warm. A ugly said well, he had to lean against the south wall. Sleeping is comfortable.

"Then I will sleep for a while ..." Wrapped by the sun and the man, Ah Chou couldn't help but want to sleep. She twisted her body, found a comfortable posture in Zhong Mingwei's arms, and then fell asleep.

"Zhong Mingwei ..." When Zhong Mingwei was gently tucking her quilt, she heard the girl muttering again.

"What's wrong girl?" Zhong Mingwei leaned down and asked quietly.

"... Don't drink," his little girl's eyes closed, her big face slap, almost white and almost transparent, fleshy lips are a little dry, when he said this, the ruddy little tongue still licked from time to time A lick, "People don't want to drink brown sugar and **** tea ..."

"Okay, then stop drinking," Zhong Mingwei said softly, "Go to sleep, little girl."

In the warm winter sun, Zhong Mingwei looked at the little girl in her arms over and over again.

...

Ah Chou had a good night's sleep. When she woke up, it was already noon. A Chou was stunned, but at this time, she didn't dare to move. She blinked her sleepy eyes and secretly sideways. Look at the man sleeping next to me.

Zhong Mingwei slept very deeply, facing A-Chou, with one hand resting on A-Chou's neck and one hand on A-Chou's waist. This intimate posture was the first time that A-Chou was asleep in Zhong Mingwei's arms. However, there has never been such a shameful posture. Look like this, she is surrounded by Zhong Mingwei in her arms.

A Chou ’s face burned involuntarily. She and Zhong Mingwei were too close. Zhong Mingwei ’s breath was sprayed on her face. A Chou never drank alcohol. He only heard people say that alcohol can be intoxicating, but A Chou I feel that she is drunk now, blushing, breathless, sweating, and full of brain paste. This is not drunk, what is it?

So, can she be a drunk? ... Crazy by drinking?

A Chou's hand gently covered Zhong Mingwei's face. This face, she is clearly facing each other, but she can't always see enough. She always looks at this face secretly, even if she has a relationship with Zhong Mingwei now, She can look at this face in a fair and bright way, but she dare not. For her twelve-year career as a slave, the inferiority and cowardice branded in her bones made her accustomed to being cautious, especially in front of Zhong Mingwei.

But at this time, Zhong Mingwei fell asleep, A Chou's courage.

A Chou's fingertips were gently placed on Zhong Mingwei's eyebrows. The sleeping man's eyebrows stretched, but there were still a few lines of fine lines. A Chou gently stroked those lines, a bit distressed. In the past, Zhong Mingwei always wrinkled his eyebrows. A Chou didn't look at him like that, but at that time, A Chou didn't dare to say that he could only make the meal more delicious and change the mat more diligently. She tried to make Zhong Mingwei as comfortable as possible, but she also knew that Zhong Mingwei's heart was not here, so she was more helpless.

But later, Zhong Mingwei didn't always wrinkle his eyebrows gradually, he began to smile, in fact, his eyebrows were really beautiful, and the people with swords and eyebrows, as soon as they laughed, they were so beautiful that they should laugh more, Ah Chou I'm happy in my heart, and I work harder. In the past, she always complained about the hard work in the palace, but now the busier and happier she is, she is no longer alone. Zhong Mingwei said that she will go down a few acres with her in the coming year. Fields, plant a few acres of land, and live their small days.