The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

She is in a really good mood recently, but she doesn't have any friends in Ningguta, and naturally she can't find anyone to share with. At this time, facing Chen Qingxuan, she inevitably chattered, and she chattered After saying this, when she was talking, she didn't feel much, but when she stopped talking, Meiya felt embarrassed, and secretly cursed herself for being a shameless person.

Don't say that in the future. Sure enough, Chen Qingxuan felt the same way.

Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, I... I talked too much just now, so just pretend you didn't hear me. From now on, I, I, and I will never talk again. Meiya said in a hurry, her face was almost on the ground, It's really embarrassing.

That's not what I mean, Chen Qingxuan put the beans in his hand into the basket, turned to Mei Ya, looked at Mei Ya seriously, and said every word seriously, Girl, you are the most beautiful girl in the world. A good girl, only others are not worthy of you, no one is not worthy of you, girl, don't always feel that you are humble, let alone an ugly girl, the good life you are living now is not from the sky Stuffed cakes are all obtained by you through a little bit of hard work, so girl, don't thank God, if you want to thank, you can only thank yourself, you are really outstanding, you are worthy... Speaking of this, Chen Qingxuan He stopped, under Meiya's gaze, his Adam's apple slid up and down a few times, then he lowered his eyes, and when he spoke again, his voice was already a little hoarse, You deserve the best... man in this world and truth.

Mr. Chen... Meiya was very moved. Chen Qingxuan had never been a talkative person. It was the first time she had such a long conversation with Meiya. She didn't know that in Chen Qingxuan's heart, she was actually the best and the best girl. She couldn't help but be moved, Mr. Chen, thank you.

It's just telling the truth, so why is there no need to thank you? Chen Qingxuan pursed his lips and smiled, then lowered his head and continued to pick up beans. After a pause, Chen Qingxuan suddenly raised his head again, On the day you got married, me and Grandma must hurry over there, is there any special gift you want? Then I... and grandma will give it to you.

Yes, I was going to talk to you and Grandma Chen about this today. I only have you and Grandma Chen as relatives in Ningguta, Meiya nodded like a chicken pecking rice in a hurry, while She said shyly again, I don't want the gift anymore. Really, there is nothing missing at home now, so there is no need for you and Grandma Chen to spend money. I am already very happy that you can come.

That can't be done. It's a once-in-a-lifetime wedding. As a brother, of course I can't go there empty-handed. Chen Qingxuan bitterly pursed his lips, while picking up a wedding from the ground that fell from Meiya's fingers. The red beans, the fiery red beans, lay quietly in his palm, he stared at them for a while, and suddenly, Chen Qingxuan turned to look at Mei Ya, Didn't you always like that tea set?

Meiya was startled: The one with three fish painted on it?

Well, Chen Qingxuan nodded, glanced at the red beans in his hand, and said slowly to Meiya, Weak water is three thousand, just take a scoop to drink.

Mr. Chen... are you really willing to give it to me? Meiya asked a little embarrassedly. She really liked the pattern on the cup, but she also knew that Chen Qingxuan treasured that set of cups and never put them out on weekdays. A few times when she went to Jixian Bookstore, she watched Chen Qingxuan take it out carefully from the drawer in the study, and just by looking at the posture, she knew how much Chen Qingxuan liked the tea set on weekdays.

What is there to be reluctant to you? Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, seeing the confusion on Meiya's face, Chen Qingxuan hurriedly added, You are my sister.

What kind of girl do I call you? Miss Qingtong is your serious girl, Meiya was a little embarrassed, and changed the subject while picking up beans, By the way, how is Miss Qingtong's blind date? I always forgot to ask.

It's not good. Chen Qingxuan sighed silently, thinking about the appearance of Gu Qingtong crying when he came back with two bags of clothing materials that day.

What are you sighing for? Meiya tilted her head and asked Chen Qingxuan.

It's nothing. Chen Qingxuan shook his head, paused, and then asked Meiya casually, Is Mr. Pang married? I see that Brother Pang is not too young, so he should have been married long ago. ?”