The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

It's okay, I'm fine... A Chou wiped off his sweat, forced his lips to curl up with Zhong Mingwei, and then opened his arms to Zhong Mingwei, Come on, help me stand up...

What's the matter with you?! Zhong Mingwei yelled anxiously, while pulling Ah Chou in front of him, he reached out to caress her sweaty face, Girl, what's wrong with you? Tell me, don't just bear it. ,obedient.

Zhong Mingwei, I... my stomach hurts... Ah Chou met Zhong Mingwei's eyes, his nose suddenly became sore, and when he spoke again, he was crying, My stomach really hurts...

Seeing her like this, Zhong Mingwei felt distressed. He was so busy that he pulled Ah Chou to sit on the bed. He didn't care about the defense of men and women, so he directly put his hand on Ah Chou's stomach, and then lightly Rubbing lightly, he frowned and asked Ah Chou, Is this where it hurts?

Well, it hurts... A Chou said aggrievedly. In fact, she is not such a worthless person. She has suffered all kinds of hardships and suffered all kinds of crimes. But when she was in front of Zhong Mingwei, she was particularly worthless. The beads couldn't stop, and she still felt that she had become precious, and she especially needed to be cared for.

Come on, I'll rub your stomach so you don't get cold. Zhong Mingwei said, while bending down, he unwittingly took off Ah Chou's shoes, hugged her into his arms, and pulled the quilt to cover her A ugly body.

Zhong Mingwei has no experience in coaxing children, and he has never paid such attention to any woman, so the movements of rubbing his stomach are not so awkward.

But what does that matter?

This is Zhong Mingwei!

Ah Chou felt dizzy all over her body. This kind of dizziness really fascinated her. She felt that her body was light and light. The body that weighed a thousand catties at first was now as soft as a cloud in the sky.

Is this comfortable? Zhong Mingwei was very self-aware of his ability to rub his stomach, so he was not at all confident when he asked this question.

Comfortable, your hands are so hot...it's very comfortable. Ah Chou whispered, his face was hot, and he slipped into Zhong Mingwei's arms carefully. She felt shameless again, but she just I can't help it, besides, the light is so dark, Zhong Mingwei shouldn't be able to see her face like a monkey's butt, right?

The little girl in her arms arched up and down, as if she was afraid that he would be disgusted and angry, she just stopped, arched, stopped again, and then furtively arched again, with so many cautiousness and temptations, Zhong Mingwei His heart was about to break from pain, he squeezed the little girl tightly into his arms, and the two of them were so tightly pressed together, there was a thin layer of thinness between the two warm bodies. clothes.

Ah Chou stopped arching, and lay in the man's arms obediently, with the man's sonorous and powerful heartbeat in his ears, and the man's smell in his breath. Holding her so firmly, she couldn't even float if she wanted to. She really loved the sense of solidity of being cared for.

How can a good stomach hurt? Zhong Mingwei's hand was still moving back and forth on Ah Chou's stomach, gently, round and round, with all the patience and tenderness of his life.

...It just hurts, my daughter's family hurts, A Chou said in a low voice. As soon as she said this, A Chou felt ashamed. She suddenly plunged her face into Zhong Mingwei's arms, and gently pressed his chest on his chest. After a long time, she bit her lip and said in a low voice, Grandma Chen said that some people will hurt at the beginning, and later... it may hurt a few times in the future. It doesn't hurt anymore...

Zhong Mingwei's heart ached and softened, and his hands became even lighter: I'll rub it for you every day, so it won't hurt anymore.

You don't need to rub it every day, it doesn't hurt every day, just a few days a month... Ah Chou was a little embarrassed, and rubbed against the man's arms again, but after a pause, she said awkwardly, But if you're free these two days, it's okay to rub it for me...