The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Really? Fang Chengyin smiled puchi, then covered her mouth in a hurry, and stared at Kong Wenjie, Then when is he free? Can you bring it here for me to see? He is so ugly. No, no matter how delicious the pork bone soup made by Ugly Monster is, I won’t be able to eat it.”

He...he is free at any time, Kong Wenjie moved towards Fang Chengyin again, and the two of them were so close that Kong Wenjie could clearly smell the faint fragrance of orchids on Fang Chengyin's body. He is very familiar with the smell. It used to be stained on his shirt, and when he sleeps every day, he has to hold the jacket and smell the smell before he can fall asleep. It's just that after so long, the smell It faded, and Kong Wenjie was still very melancholy because of it, but at this moment, as long as he took a breath, his heart would be filled with this scent of orchids that made him fascinated, and when he spoke again, his voice was a little floaty, He...he has admired you for a long time, and he hopes that you can know his heart.

Then how would I know if he didn't tell me? The man was too close, the sound of breathing was in her ears, Fang Chengyin was a little nervous, she pursed her lips, and didn't know where to put her eyes.

Then... Kong Wenjie looked at the pedestrians coming and going on the road, as well as donkey carts and ox carts. Today is the Double Ninth Festival, and the streets are inevitably lively and noisy. He paused, then lowered his head and spoke softly. He said to the little girl with red ears, Then do you mind if he confesses his love to you here?

I don't mind. Fang Chengyin didn't look up, she still lowered her head, and shook her head gently.

Fang Chengyin, Kong Wenjie looked at the slightly shaking little head, his heart was beating so fast that it almost seemed to burst out of his chest, he took a deep breath, and then Spit it out slowly, trying to make every word clear. Without trembling with embarrassment, Would you like to drink only my pork bone soup for the rest of your life?

Kong Wenjie finally said what was in his heart, but Fang Chengyin didn't say a word for a long time, keeping his head down like that, Kong Wenjie was very anxious, waited up and down for a while, Fang Chengyin still didn't respond, Kong Wenjie had no choice but to bite the bullet Asked again: Fang Chengyin, would you like to only drink my pork bone soup for the rest of your life?

Just...that's it? Fang Chengyin responded this time, she raised her head and stared at Kong Wenjie in surprise, You finished? No more? That's all?

Kong Wenjie: ...

Fang Chengyin couldn't hide her disappointment. While staring at Kong Wenjie, she complained in a low voice: I thought you would say something like mountains without hills, heaven and earth together, but I didn't know there was only a bowl of pork bone soup...

The corner of Kong Wenjie's mouth twitched suddenly: ...It's actually more than pork bone soup.

Then what else? Fang Chengyin looked forward to it again, blinking at Kong Wenjie with big eyes, Say it quickly! Say it quickly!

Kong Wenjie touched his nose in embarrassment, and then whispered: I can also make oxtail soup, black-bone chicken soup, pork rib soup, mutton wolfberry soup... Ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai! Are you leaving?

Why don't you leave? I'm here to listen to your report for the name of the dish?! Then I might as well go to Deyun Society to find Mr. Taoer! Fang Chengyin gave him a hard look, and then got into the carriage without looking back. Just when Kong Wenjie was feeling very frustrated, he heard the girl sigh from inside the carriage, Oh! What a waste of other people's deer bumping! Kong Wenjie, you have to cook ten pots of soup for me to make it up!

Yes, this subordinate obeys, a smile suddenly appeared on the awkward and lonely face, Kong Wenjie also got into the carriage, and the horse's whip was lightly whipped on the horse's buttocks. Driving the car, Drive, drive...

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Jiasheng thirty-three years September twenty-fifth

capital.

That night.

A remote courtyard in the suburbs of Beijing.

Ever since Long live God announced Xu Chengjin's heinous conspiracy to rebel half a month ago, and ordered him to be executed, and other confidantes also obeyed the law, Qin Lv has been in fear.