The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Ah Chou was scared to shrink his neck again and again, and he dared not speak again.

"Girl, there's nothing more about you here, you go back first." Chen Qingxuan frowned and said to Ugly.

"But, you ..." A Chou looked at Kong Wenmin embarrassedly and Chen Qingxuan again.

"Go! What do you care ?!"

"Go! It's none of your business!"

Kong Wenmin and Chen Qingxuan shouted at Ah Chou at the same time.

The next second, Ah Chou ran out with his head busy.

...

"The prestige of Zhifu's family is so good, why does Mr. Chen just look down on other people?" When he came home, A Chouwu couldn't figure it out and chatted with Zhong Mingwei, "I really don't understand Mr. Chen."

"How do you know that those thousand gold men are good?" Zhong Mingwei said to Aghou while he was brushing the wind-blown hair.

"Can Zhifu's Qianjin be bad?" A Chou turned his head and glanced at Zhong Mingwei, while continuing to Baba, "Kong Shiwei also said, that the Zhifu Qianjinsheng looks pretty like Ms. Duan, It can be seen as a beauty. "

"That's it." Zhong Mingwei said, while braiding A Chou.

"That's it?" A Chou's eyes rolled even bigger. "Miss Duan looks like that in your mouth? Everyone is a big beauty, OK?"

"Big Beauty?" Zhong Mingwei smiled and smiled, leaning over the lips that pro-Ahgul grumbled. "Shouldn't this be like this?"

"Cut, you're shameless, and you're getting lip-smooth," Ah Chou didn't believe it, but he was happy in his heart, and he moved back, completely nestled in Zhong Mingwei's arms, and asked Zhong Mingwei awkwardly, "You used to be Sure ... it must have been accustomed to beauties? So you are all strange to beauties like Miss Duan, right? "

"Where is there?" Zhong Mingwei was a little helpless, and continued to make braids, and said, "I am a big man's house, so busy with my feet on the weekdays that I don't have muddy feet, where do I always stare at the woman's face like a disciple? "

"However, you have seen a lot of beautiful women," Ah Chou was a little happy in his heart, but he muttered a mouthful, and whispered while pinching Zhong Mingwei's leg, "I'm afraid that you have been casual in your house. Picking a girl looks much better than me. "

The girl is not very young, but she is not small.

Zhong Mingwei couldn't help hooking his lips, and he didn't speak at the moment. He took the goose yellow silk and tied a beautiful knot at the end of the braid. Nowadays, Zhong Mingwei is doing more and more smoothly. Done.

"Why don't you talk?" A ugly eyebrow lowered, and she couldn't get Zhong Mingwei's answer. She was a little bit irritated. "Are you afraid of telling the truth, will I be upset? You can rest assured, I'm a generous person, so I won't eat this screwdriver's old vinegar ... "

"In this world, there are thousands of good-looking skin bags," finally braided, Zhong Mingwei gently turned to the little girl who was not jealous, and whispered to her bulging face, "But let The soul I am so excited about is the one in front of me. "

The swollen face suddenly deflated, and then the tight lips curled up a little bit. Finally, I couldn't help it anymore. Aghou chuckled: "Who did you learn this **** from? Sour? It's not too bad. "

"If you don't like to listen to me sour, I won't say anything after that." Zhong Mingwei said with a ugly face.

"Don't ..." Ah Chou was so busy, he felt shy as soon as he opened his mouth, dared not to look at Zhong Mingwei's teasing eyes, and whispered on the side, "I love listening ..."

"Do you like to eat?" Zhong Mingwei asked lowly, while pushing Aguiu's forehead with his forehead, his nose gently rubbing against Agui's nose.

"What to eat?" It's too close. The two's noses are blending together. Ah Chou's brain has become a paste, and he subconsciously goes around the man's neck.

"Eat this ..." As the man said, he covered Ahou's lips. Achu held his head up to follow the gentleness of the man, and tightened the man's neck tighter.

...

"Smarter than when I first started," after Wen Cun, Zhong Mingwei sat on the Kang, watching A Chou kneeling on the Kang and pinching his legs. The braided braid moved gently with A Chou's movements. Then, Zhong Mingwei looked at the dangling braid, his eyes full of tenderness, while reaching out to rub Aghou's head, "I didn't know how to change my breath before, and I rolled my eyes when I was too long."