The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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Xiao An's raised his head in silence, looked at Pang Yi, looked at Pang Yi's hand clutching the spoon, and looked at Pang Yi's silent and stiff face. He felt a little sad and aggrieved, not waiting for his aunt. Opening again, Xiao Anshi was too busy to walk over, and while pulling the aunt out, he smiled and said, "Auntie, let us ignore him, let's go outside and talk."

"Success, since the children at home have been out for a long time, no one has spoken to Auntie for a long time." At the moment, Auntie and Xiao Anshi went out laughing and laughing.

There was only Pang Yi left in the room. He looked at the bowl of ginseng chicken soup on the small table silently. The man who had just moved his index finger just now had no appetite. He silently pushed the bowl away. Sitting so stiff for a while, then got into the quilt again.

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Auntie is really talkative, even with the foreigner Xiao An's, you can talk to me near the son in a word. Xiao An's is really sleepy, she never said so much to anyone, she chewed I was sore and sour. I wanted to go back to my room for a long time, but I did n’t say anything. One was that I was afraid of sweeping my aunt, and the other was not sure if Pang Yi had fallen asleep. She was embarrassed to face sober Pang Yi, so it was only this time that I talked to my aunt.

Aunty yawned and went back to bed. Xiao Anshi washed her face and went back to the room. She was afraid of waking up Pang Yi, so she did n’t light the candle and went into the room in darkness. According to the memory, she leaned on the wall a little bit I touched Kang, then I helped Kang Yaner to rub it in a little bit, but in the end I didn't walk a few steps, I felt something warm ...

The next second, Xiao An's hand retreated.

"You ... how do you sleep here?" Hearing the sound of Kang's roll over, Xiao Anshi knew that Pang Yi was awake. He rubbed his hands and talked upright. "Aren't you sleeping in this afternoon?" ? "

"You sleep inside." Pang Yi said in the dark.

"Oh." Xiao An's whispered, as he climbed onto the Kang carefully, fearing that he would touch the man's face again.

In fact, she was particularly reluctant to live with Kang Yi, but there was no other room in the aunt ’s house, and she could not sit in the outer hall all night. Such a cold day must be frozen and inevitably again Aunt Uncle's suspicions were more unlikely to drive out the sick Pang Yi, so she could only climb on the kang with a scalp.

In the dark, Pang Yi listened to the murky voice coming from his side. He knew it was the voice of Xiao An's cotton-padded jacket. He thought about the appearance of the colorful cotton-padded jacket on Xiao An's body. His heart jumped into his throat, and he swallowed hard, forcing himself to stop thinking, but as the quilt on his body moved up and down, his mind was not so clear. It was a mess.

Xiao An's got into the quilt, and the aunt thought they were a small couple. Of course, they only prepared a quilt. Of course, Xiao An's would not go to grab the quilt with Pang Yi. Go up, and then quietly cover the cotton-padded jacket you just took off.

"Are you better?" The room was too silent and suppressed. Except for the two people's soft breathing, there was no other voice. Knowing that Pang Yi was not asleep, Xiao An's felt more depressed. He opened his mouth lightly.

"Well." Pang Yi responded nonchalantly, and then disappeared.

"Did you drink the ginseng chicken soup?" Xiao An's whispered again. He had been with Pang Yi for a long time. He had long been accustomed to Pang Yi's pitiful character, so Xiao An's didn't think Pang Yi was perfunctory.

"Did not drink it," Pang Yi said again, coughing softly again.

"Why don't you drink it? It cost me a penny." Xiao An's was a little bit sad, but she didn't really feel bad about the penny, that ginseng chicken soup, but she looked at it and boiled it out. She never touched the spring water with her fingers. The rich lady of the first time stared nervously at a pot of soup in the kitchen for the first time. As soon as the pot was out, she greeted the man and brought it over, and picked the fattest and best chicken leg to add, but others But did not drink at all.

"Can't drink," Pang Yi said dumbly, wondering if it was because of the wind and cold. He felt that his heart was burning, and he was very uncomfortable. He squeezed his dry lips and buried his face annoyedly. Entering the quilt, "Stop talking, go to sleep."