The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Obviously this is Chen Qingxuan's room, but at this time, Ah Chou is sleeping in Chen Qingxuan's room.

The veins on Zhong Mingwei's forehead suddenly popped up, and even the hand holding Chen Qingxuan's arm tightened suddenly, Chen Qingxuan immediately squinted his eyes in pain, and was so busy looking at Zhong Mingwei, he asked worriedly: What's wrong? Your foot hurts badly? Can't you walk?

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, and continued to walk inward, bypassing the bookshelf, and then looked at the big kang against the wall, under the dark blue quilt, his little girl was sleeping drowsily, only showing her palm-sized face , and a small wisp of blue silk.

Girl... Zhong Mingwei called out softly, and he couldn't help speeding up his pace. Since then, he was limping even more, but he couldn't take care of it anymore, so he staggered to the front of the kang and sat down on his buttocks. On the kang, he leaned down, gasped, and looked at the little girl in his family without blinking. The little girl was sleeping deeply, her breathing was calm and long, her lips were still blue and white, but her cheeks were red and round. Beads of sweat covered her puffy nose.

Zhong Mingwei stretched out his hand to grab the beads of sweat, but as soon as he raised his hand, he suddenly retracted it. The gauze soaked with blood was in the way and an eyesore.

Finally letting go of his heart, Zhong Mingwei heaved a long sigh of relief.

You sit here first, and I'll ask grandma to make you a bowl of noodle pads. Chen Qingxuan stood aside, watching him keep looking at Ah Chou so straightly, feeling that this person really hurts in his heart Ah Chou felt that standing like a wooden stake was too much of an eyesore, so Chen Qingxuan left the room and gently closed the door.

Girl... Zhong Mingwei called softly, this time his voice was lower, and there was still some hoarseness in his voice. While looking at the sleeping Ah Chou, he leaned over on Ah Chou's body, but he didn't care. Dare to use force, just lying on the stomach in such a vain manner, the hand tied with gauze, lightly covered Ah Chou's smooth forehead, and wanted to stroke it down again, but in the end, forget it, just kept pressing Ah Chou's forehead.

You girl, you're scaring me to death. The pain that had been in his heart disappeared at this moment, and Zhong Mingwei moved his numb legs to the bed with little effort. He carefully He leaned sideways with his arms around Ah Chou, just looked at A Chou's face without blinking, with good eyes, and then gently leaned over and kissed A Chou's dry lips.

Yesterday, when the door panel lost control and slid down the mountain road, Zhong Mingwei kept hugging Ah Chou tightly. At that time, he thought that this was their end. At that time, he was not afraid at all, but regretful, yes, regrettable.

It's a pity that I didn't kiss the little girl of his family more often, I regret that I didn't tie the little girl into her favorite braids a few times, and I also regret that I didn't see the little girl wearing a beautiful Xia Pei to marry into his family...

Now, for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, he doesn't think about anything, he doesn't care about anything, he just wants to hug their little girl and kiss her well.

Zhong Mingwei... The sleepy little girl called out vaguely, while stretching out her hand from under the quilt, she rubbed it for a long time, then put her hand on the man's neck, and finally felt at ease. lips, and fell asleep again.

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When Chen Qingxuan came in with the medicine bowl and noodle soup, the two people on the bed were sleeping soundly. Chen Qingxuan should wake up Ah Chou to drink medicine, or wake up the man to eat noodles, but at this moment, his whole body But petrified there.

He was standing on the side of the bookshelf, and he could see clearly that the man hugged A Chou tightly through a layer of quilt, and A Chou's arms were also around the man's neck, and their foreheads were pressed against their foreheads. , maybe nose to nose, the two of them hugged each other like this, they should both sleep deeply, the man was snoring slightly, Ah Chou's breathing was long and heavy, it seemed that he heard the sound of him pushing the door, Ah Chou He frowned a little unhappily, and thrust his little head into the man's arms, then fell into a deeper sleep.

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Qingxuan, has the girl taken any medicine?

Grandma Chen's questioning voice came from behind, and Chen Qingxuan came back to his senses. He lowered his head in a hurry, and went out with the tray again, and ran into Grandma Chen who rushed over to check.

What's the matter? Grandma Chen frowned and looked at the soup and medicine on the tray and the bowl full of egg noodles, Why didn't you feed the girl medicine? Didn't you let him eat noodles?