The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei only felt that his heart was sore and bitter to the extreme, and the hand holding the big bone was trembling so badly, he silently put down the big bone in his hand, rubbed against Mei Ya, and said softly: Okay, At that time, I must give it a good name, so that people will know that she is a beautiful girl.

Actually, you don't need to name it ostentatiously. Your doll must be pretty. Hehe, let me see how handsome this father is, Meiya laughed, slipping under the man's arm and nestling in him. She held Zhong Mingwei's face in her arms, and stared straight at it. Just looking at it, Meiya became a little worried, Mingwei, what's wrong with you? Are...are you unhappy?

No, Zhong Mingwei tried hard not to lose his composure, hooked his lips, and showed a not-so-ugly smile. He reached out and rubbed the broken hair on Mei Ya's forehead, and said softly, I'm just too excited.

Yeah, I'm also very excited, hehe. Meiya was a little shy again, she lowered her head and smiled for a while, then looked up at Zhong Mingwei, Mingwei, we are going to have a family, and we will have a family later. Baby, let's be parents and mothers, that's great.

Just...you like dolls that much? Facing those clear and joyful eyes, Zhong Mingwei's voice trembled a little.

I like it. Meiya was very shy, but she was facing Zhong Mingwei. No matter how shy or coy she was, she could bear it. At that moment, Meiya hooked Zhong Mingwei's neck and whispered, I've always wanted to There is a home, not like the Huanyi Bureau, so many people live together, talking and laughing all day long, but no one really cares about it, and sometimes quarrels over things that are bigger than sesame mung beans When I got up, it was really noisy and embarrassing. When I was very young, I wanted to have a home, a home of my own. At home, I could do whatever I wanted, eat whatever I wanted, without having to look at others. , and you don’t have to worry about whether you will be kicked out.” Having said that, Meiya stopped, her black eyes flickering, she looked at Zhong Mingwei without blinking, then leaned over and kissed Zhong Mingwei’s lips , just a light kiss, and left again as soon as they were touched, and then Meiya continued, When I was young, I didn't know what home was, I only knew that home was a place that could shelter from wind and rain. When I met you, I realized that I can’t be the only one in this family. You must be there. In the future, there will be our baby. Our family is together. You teach the baby to read and write, and I teach the baby to grow melons and beans. Let's watch them grow up together, this is called home.

Ming Wei, I know that you have always longed to have a family, and I will treat you well. No matter whether your legs and feet can return to normal, you are the most... favorite in my life. People, Meiya's voice choked up slightly at this point, and her eyes gradually turned red. She tried her best to keep calm and said all she wanted to say to Zhong Mingwei, Mingwei, I don't How can you know how to read, let alone speak nice words, but Ming Wei, don't worry, every word I say to you counts, and my heart for you will never change.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the eyes that looked at him, the eyes that did not hide his love, he just felt that his heart was broken into thousands of pieces, he had never been in such pain like now, whether it is That New Year's Eve was ordered by Zhong Zhiheng to be imprisoned in the clan's mansion, or he became paralyzed in Ninggu Pagoda, or was flatly abandoned by the Queen Mother. It was hard and cold, piercing his whole body with holes and wounds.

Girl, I believe you. After a while, Zhong Mingwei said tremblingly.

Yes, he believes, believes that Meiya will love him in this life, and also believes that he will be Meiya's favorite person in this life, no matter...

It doesn't matter whose bride or mother Meiya will be in the future.

Ming Wei... Meiya couldn't take it anymore, she threw herself into Zhong Mingwei's arms, and hugged him tightly, choking with self-reproach and annoyance, Tell me why I hate you so much, it's obviously like this On a good day, I can't help but want to cry, and it made you cry, why do I hate it so much...