The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

I see, you lie down! Ah Chou was busy helping Zhong Mingwei to lie down, throwing a handkerchief to wipe Zhong Mingwei's face, and then was busy decocting medicine.

When Ah Chou finished decocting the medicine and brought it over, Zhong Mingwei fell into a drowsy sleep again. Ah Chou put the medicine bowl aside, carefully supported Zhong Mingwei's head on his lap, and called out to him in a low voice. Said: Ming Wei, get up and drink the medicine, and go to bed after drinking.

Zhong Mingwei opened his eyes with difficulty, looked at Ah Chou's worried face, and still held A Chou's hand in a daze: Girl, why, why did you get up so early? It's not yet dawn, come in quickly, it's cold outside. , don't freeze you...

I'm not cold, so don't worry about it, A Chou's nose soured, and he brought the medicine bowl over in a hurry, coaxing Zhong Mingwei softly, Come on, drink the medicine, it won't feel bad after drinking it. Ha.

I don't want to drink... Zhong Mingwei frowned as soon as he smelled the traditional Chinese medicine, turned his head dishonestly, and said childishly while pushing Ah Chou's hand, I don't want to drink medicine. It's hard work, cough cough! I just want to eat candy...

After the medicine is finished, let's eat candy! Be good, be obedient. A Chou didn't care about the medicine soup splashing on his front, and patiently coaxed him. People, like a child, can't stop coquettish with Ah Chou, but they don't drink medicine at all. Ah Chou is distressed and anxious. Seeing that the soup is going to be cold, Ah Chou is so anxious that he has no choice but to drink it immediately. After taking a big mouthful, he bent down and met Zhong Mingwei's lips, and swallowed the bitter soup into Zhong Mingwei's mouth in mouthfuls.

As soon as the bitter decoction entered Zhong Mingwei's mouth, Zhong Mingwei's eyes and eyebrows were twisted together in bitterness, but he didn't hide any more. Ah Chou's lips were soft and fleshy, he couldn't kiss them enough, forgive him At this time, the person was still half-conscious, but he couldn't bear to let go, so he put his arms around Ah Chou's neck to prevent him from leaving.

Don't be like this, you still have to drink medicine... Zhong Mingwei was so clingy that Ah Chou was a little at a loss, and immediately broke the man's hand with great effort, and then did the same thing to drink the remaining half of the bowl of medicine Just like this, he fed it into Zhong Mingwei's mouth mouth by mouth, and finally finished feeding the medicine. Ah Chou breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was so busy that he took a jujube, peeled it off and stuffed it into Zhong Mingwei's mouth. Said, Eat quickly, the jujube is sweet, go to bed quickly after eating.

Zhong Mingwei ate the dates, but couldn't sleep well. He didn't know whether it was the medicine he had just taken to support him, or the temperature of A Chou was still on his lips. He hugged A Chou's waist and moaned.

What's the matter? Ah Chou hurriedly moved over to listen to what Zhong Mingwei was muttering.

...you sing me a song, Zhong Mingwei hummed, ...the girl is called Da Lian, she is pretty and pretty...

When did you get sick? You have to listen to a song to sleep? Ah Chou patted Zhong Mingwei's back lightly while complaining in a low voice, and then sang softly: That sharp peach leaf On the top, the willow leaves cover the sky, the Ming who is in his place, listen to me carefully... The little girl is sixteen years older, and she has a baby name, the lotus is called Dalian. Girl It's called Dalian, pretty and beautiful, but no one picks the flowers, no one plays the broken strings of the pipa...

When Zhong Mingwei finally fell asleep, the sky outside was dark, and Ah Chou's legs were numb from Zhong Mingwei's pillow, but Zhong Mingwei slept soundly, and Ah Chou never dared to move, even if he was sleepy all the time Chick nodded like pecking at rice, but she didn't dare to fall asleep. While watching Zhong Mingwei stretch out her arms, she hurriedly stuffed those two arms back into the quilt, and tucked them back carefully. The quilt, A Chou didn't know how many times he had tucked the quilt for Zhong Mingwei. According to the old rules, one would sweat when one got a cold, and A Chou was afraid that he would leak the wind. To worry to death.

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Zhong Mingwei slept soundly this time, and he didn't wake up until the sun was high. Before he opened his eyes, he felt his neck was so sore. As he turned around, he opened his eyes and saw Ah Chou lying on the kang, lying on his back. His head was still resting on A Chou's lap, and the vague memories of last night immediately came to mind. Zhong Mingwei was startled, sat up in a hurry, went over and shook A Chou's shoulder: Girl, hurry up! Wake up, you'll catch a cold if you sleep like this!