The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Why build the stove in the house? It will definitely smell like the whole house. After Uncle Chen and the others left, Ah Chou couldn't help complaining to Zhong Mingwei, When it comes to winter, I get up early every day and get The cook in your room must have woken you up.

Do you think you don't quarrel with me all the time?

Zhong Mingwei slightly hooked his lips, put down the tea bowl in his hand, and stretched out his hand to pull Ah Chou to sit in front of him: It's just in the house, I want to watch you cook.

What's so interesting about cooking? A Chou muttered, but her face blushed again involuntarily. She lowered her head, peeked at Zhong Mingwei secretly, and moaned in a low voice, This is what you want to build in the house. Yes, if you get annoyed by then, you can't blame me.

Zhong Mingwei smiled and rubbed Ah Chou's messy hair. Uncle Chen came too early, and he hadn't had time to tie their little girl's hair. At this time, while rubbing the little girl's hair, he said to the little girl: Go and bring in the comb.

You don't want to do it, the little girl said in a low voice with a blushing face, There are people outside, so I'll do it myself.

You also said it was outside, where can you see it? Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Ah Chou was moaning, but his heart was jumping for joy. After all, he went to the outer hall to get the comb and came in, and then sat obediently in front of Zhong Mingwei, holding his hair with Zhong Mingwei's big hands , the man's hands are inevitably a bit strong, but Ah Chou doesn't feel the pain, instead he keeps smiling stupidly with his lips curled up.

Since she was a child, no one has tied her hair, only Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei is really kind, she must treat Zhong Mingwei better in the future.

What are you laughing at? Zhong Mingwei couldn't help asking when he heard her laughing hehe.

When the stove is built, I'll make stewed miscellaneous fish for you to eat. When the time comes, I'll find cornmeal to stick pancakes on. You can eat them while sitting on the kang, which is very convenient, Ah Chou said softly, pointing to the corner of the wall, as if the stove The platform has already been built, and it seems to be there, We will use the spring water on the mountain to stew fish, it will be delicious, and the miso from the Ningguta side will be used as the base. The sauce here is very fragrant, better than the capital Delicious, when the time comes, the fish soup in the pot will be bubbling and steaming, the smell of fish and sauce, in short, it is very fragrant, the corn tortillas are fragrant and crispy, and they are dipped in fish soup, hehehe, you can eat at least ten pieces cake……

Where is ten enough? I can eat twenty, Zhong Mingwei seriously suspected that Ah Chou was a chef and storyteller in his previous life, but whenever he talked about food, he would definitely make his mouth water. Having just finished his breakfast, Zhong Mingwei put down the comb in his hand, took the hair rope and wrapped it round and round, and said with a smile, I'll be there to help you when the time comes.

Hey hey hey, you, the more you help, the more busy you are, just open your mouth and wait for the food. Ah Chou smiled, stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, and said awkwardly to Zhong Mingwei, You tie your hair really well, didn't you practice it before?

In fact, Ah Chou wanted to ask, did you ever tie someone's hair in the past? Zhong Mingwei said no before, but this kind of good craftsmanship made Ah Chou suspicious, but Ah Chou couldn't say this, it was too sour and hypocritical.

Why am I a grown man practicing this? Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbfoundedly. While tying a beautiful knot on the red hair rope, he pinched Ah Chou's ponytail and said, If I practiced, I would have practiced here with you.

Ah Chou was happy again, her heart that was originally up and down was completely at ease at this time, her heart was warm, and she smiled with her lips curled up: Then you have to practice hard, I look at the girl outside, His hair is so beautifully tied up, such as falling pony buns and flying buns, I am envious when I look at them, but I am clumsy and never learn how to do it.

Sure, I'll practice more. Zhong Mingwei cheerfully agreed, from the noble prince to the old lady who is now devoted to studying hair-tying for their little girl, Zhong Mingwei's transition is so natural.