The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

I'll eat it at your place, Ah Chou swayed again, brought the bowl over again, sat beside Zhong Mingwei, peeled off the skin of the sweet potato, took a spoon, and scooped it up The hot roasted sweet potatoes were delivered to Zhong Mingwei, You eat first.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the spoonful of yellow roasted sweet potatoes in front of him, and at Ah Chou's big black eyes, and then leaned over and opened his mouth.

Is it delicious? Ah Chou asked impatiently.

You'll know if you try it? Zhong Mingwei thought it was funny, and reached out to bring over the red bean porridge that Ah Chou hadn't finished drinking, so that the girl would not choke after wolfing it down.

Hey, it's so sweet! It's even sweeter than the one I cooked yesterday! Ah Chou dug a spoonful of sweet potatoes, immediately burst into a smile, and then dug another big spoonful and sent it to Zhong Mingwei, Zhong Mingwei, Eat it quickly! You must have never eaten such a sweet sweet potato! Only I can buy such a good sweet potato!

Zhong Mingwei ate the roasted sweet potato from the spoon again, thinking silently, yes, he has never eaten such a sweet roasted sweet potato, because before he came to Ningguta, before he met this girl, he didn’t even eat the sweet potato. None have eaten.

Hey, then I'll go to that old man's stall to buy sweet potatoes next time. Their products are really good and cheap. Last time I couldn't bear it anymore, so I only bought these few... Ah Chou lowered his head and ate the sweet potatoes, while He kept muttering, Otherwise, next year we will plant some sweet potatoes in the yard, and we can eat them whenever we want, and save the trouble of running down the mountain!

Okay, let's grow it ourselves, Zhong Mingwei continued, and while scooping up a spoonful of red bean porridge to drink, he suddenly asked Ah Chou, In addition to roasting and cooking sweet potatoes, how else can we eat them? Can they be fried? Do you want to eat?

Fry it? I haven't heard of it, Ah Chou was startled, then shook his head, Why? Do you want to try it?

Forget it if you can't. Zhong Mingwei said.

Huh? Zhong Mingwei, I found you a little strange recently. A Chou put down the roasted sweet potato in his hand, and moved towards Zhong Mingwei, Why do you have to learn everything recently? Learn to fry peanuts, learn to bake sweet potatoes , learned to cook porridge, learned to sweep the floor, and now you have to learn how to fry and roast sweet potatoes, Zhong Mingwei, what do you think?

What can I think? Zhong Mingwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, I'm still idle, wouldn't it be great to do some work? It's also good for recovery. Why are you so curious?

But you are so hardworking, I have a sense of crisis, Ah Chou muttered and complained uncontrollably, If you can do everything in the future, you will definitely not need me, and it is not rare for me to give you money. You cooked vegetables and porridge...

Then you can expect me to cook vegetables and porridge for you. Zhong Mingwei pinched Ah Chou's face and said with a smile, Girl, when I get better, let me serve you for the rest of my life.

I don't care about it! Ah Chou's heart was beating violently, and he was obviously moved to death, but his mouth was arrogant, I don't want you to serve me, I have hands and feet very well ...

Yes, our girl is very good everywhere, so I don't need to serve you, but you are so capable, you are the top leader inside and out, do you really plan to leave a way for your man to survive? Zhong Mingwei slowly He lowered his head and leaned in front of A Chou, getting too close, the breaths of both of them blended together, for a while, both of their bodies were a little stiff, it was Zhong Mingwei who recovered first, and looked at A Chou because he was shocked As for the round eyes, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but smile, Girl, why are you so afraid of me?

I, I, I'm not afraid of you! A Chou became even more stubborn, but her face suddenly turned red to the base of her neck, and her mouth became uneasy. She retreated in a hurry, moaning, Are you afraid? What are you afraid of? I, I, I am not afraid!

Zhong Mingwei watched Ah Chou crawl over with his ass pouted, and then stared straight at the bowl of roasted sweet potatoes in front of him, his eyes were dark and timid, like a poor deer.