The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

You're sullen in your heart, I don't know, so naturally I can't coax you, Zhong Mingwei obviously guessed Ah Chou's thoughts, and then sneaked over to hold his little hand, and continued to whisper, You are alone Sulking is already so uncomfortable, but if I don't coax you, you will definitely feel even more uncomfortable, so girl, promise me not to be angry, okay?

Ah Chou's heart softened, and he stopped being hard-spoken, and muttered: It's alright, alright, I'm not angry, just tell me.

Oh, then I said it, Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips nervously, and while sneaking a glance at the girl's face, he held Ah Chou's hand even tighter, There is a crown princess, and the third side concubine... ...the three of them...

What else? Ah Chou looked at him coldly, You don't even have a maid with your status?

Two by two. Zhong Mingwei stuttered even more, every stutter was full of guilty conscience.

What else? Ah Chou frowned.

No more! Really no more! Zhong Mingwei was too busy to express his loyalty, There are really only so many! There is really nothing else!

According to what you said, you still think there are few people? Ah Chou squinted at him.

How can I? Zhong Mingwei whispered, while gently shaking the girl's little hand, he said pitifully, You just said that you won't be angry...

Hmph! Which of your eyes can see that I'm angry?! Ah Chou threw off Zhong Mingwei's hand suddenly, and was about to step out of the bathtub when he got up, but was suddenly pulled into his arms by Zhong Mingwei. Staring at him angrily, Let me go!

Don't let it go! Don't let it go! Don't let it go! Zhong Mingwei pitifully hugged Ah Chou even tighter, muttering in a low voice, It's all over, from now on it will be just the two of us, there will be no one else...

Hmph! A Chou snorted again, but she was obviously not as angry as before. She leaned back slightly and retracted into Zhong Mingwei's arms, turning her dark eyes around. He whispered, They must all be very pretty, right?

It doesn't matter to me whether they look good or not, Zhong Mingwei said seriously, resting his chin on Ah Chou's shoulder, I can only see you, and I can only pretend to be you.

You... where did you learn this dirty word? A Chou shrank his neck in shame, I must have told many people before?

I'm only talking to you, really. Zhong Mingwei said softly, raised his head slightly, looked at the dark red scar on Ah Chou's neck, and then pressed his face against it.

Some warm thing was stuck to the scar, gently and softly, rubbing against the ugly and glaring scar one after another, Ah Chou was shaking all over, she was so stuck that she didn't dare to go Look, he just pushed Zhong Mingwei with his hands, shy and anxious, trembling as soon as he spoke: You, you...don't be like this...you said you won't touch me...

Okay, Zhong Mingwei straightened up in a hurry, his voice trembling, took two deep breaths, and then returned to normal, I promise you, I won't change my mind.

A Chou's heart is at ease, but somehow she feels a little lost. In fact, she doesn't hate being close to Zhong Mingwei at all. Although she is a little scared, she is more happy, yes, happy, she likes to be close to Zhong Mingwei. Tired and crooked, although she was so scared that she almost cried just now, if Zhong Mingwei didn't stop, she would definitely not push Zhong Mingwei away...

Who made him Zhong Mingwei?

Who told Zhong Mingwei not to think she was ugly?

...

Maybe because he sensed Ah Chou's thoughts, Zhong Mingwei hugged Ah Chou into his arms again, leaned close to A Chou's ear, and said with some embarrassment: Girl, I will touch you again when my legs and feet get better. , let you become my real wife Zhong Mingwei...

You, you, you, you, shut up! The next second, Ah Chou's foot stepped on Zhong Mingwei's calf.