The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

These words greatly flattered Uncle Zhong, who had always held strong malice towards the teacher, and the man smiled lowly: My hands are not only good at writing and drawing.

Then what else are you going to do? Meiya turned her face away and looked at Zhong Mingwei with a blushing face. For some reason, she was a little nervous and a little expectant.

Also... Zhong Mingwei said as he gently pushed Meiya to the door and put it on the big 囍 character, then he held Meiya's frighteningly red face with both hands, and kissed her with his head down. Go up, It will still be like this.

Meiya stretched out her arms tremblingly and wrapped them around Zhong Mingwei's neck. The girl who had never been embarrassed to make out with Zhong Mingwei outside was so impatient for the first time. She hooked Zhong Mingwei's neck and stood on tiptoe, seeming more urgent than Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei, a few days ago I...I always felt dizzy, like a dream... Meiya accepted the man's kiss while vaguely saying, But today, the word 囍 finally After pasting it on the wall, I...I just felt that I really want to marry you.

You like me that much? Zhong Mingwei's voice was hoarse and scary, he let go of Meiya, and stood with his forehead against his forehead, looking at Meiya with a pair of deep eyes without blinking. He can see all the fleeting expressions.

I like it, I have liked it for a long time... Meiya's face was flushed, but her tone was much calmer. She also looked at Zhong Mingwei, at her own reflection in his dark eyes, and also at the gentleness shining there. The halo lantern, looking at Meiya's ruddy lips, pressed it, Zhong Mingwei, didn't you say you want to show your loyalty to me?

Don't you want to wait until the wedding night? Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbfoundedly.

I can't wait, I want to hear it now, Meiya shook her head, while tightening her grip on Zhong Mingwei, wrapping her whole body around him like a twisted candy, Say it! Say it!

Girl, I want to read a poem to you. Zhong Mingwei said softly.

Meiya was taken aback, the person who was so excited at first suddenly became quiet at this moment, she stammered: But, but I don't understand.

You can understand, you must understand, Zhong Mingwei said, leaning down, lightly stamping on her smooth forehead, and then said softly, You and I are so affectionate. There are many, many places, hot as fire. Take a piece of clay, knead a you, and mold a me. Break the two of us together, and mix them with water. Knead another you, and then mold a me. I have you in the mud, you I am in the mud. I was born in the same quilt as you, and died in the same coffin...

It's really... I understand everything, I understand every word, it can be seen that it is such an easy-to-understand poem... Meiya smiled, and with a smile, she suddenly plunged into Zhong Mingwei In his arms, his whole body trembled slightly.

Girl, Zhong Mingwei suddenly tightened the grip of the girl in his arms, and gently wiped his chin up and down on Meiya's hair. He looked at the big 囍 on the door and was a little excited. Meiya said The past few days have been drowsy and unreal. In fact, he is the same. Only at this time can he believe that Meiya is really going to marry him. He lowered his head and gently asked Meiya's sweaty forehead, while softly saying Said, The bride can't cry, it's unlucky.

But I'm not a bride yet... Meiya was twitching, looking at Zhong Mingwei with red eyes, I...I will cry and cry...I will cry for you, who, who told you to provoke me Tears?

Since I provoked my wife to cry, then this golden bean is mine. Zhong Mingwei smiled lowly, holding Meiya's face, and kissed her so deeply that it was wet He also went to kiss the tear stains on her cheeks, those teardrops with a slight salty taste, how could they be so alluring, Zhong Mingwei couldn't breathe even after kissing, and when he spoke again, it was inevitable that there would be a little I lost my popularity, Ya, girl, you are so pretty.