The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 109: Only Zhong Mingwei

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"Why do you need to build a stove in the house? The whole house will definitely smell bad." After Uncle Chen and the others left, A Chou couldn't help complaining to Zhong Mingwei, "When winter comes, I get up early every day , and I have to cook in your house, so I will definitely wake you up."

Do you think you always bother me?

Zhong Mingwei curled his lips slightly, put down the tea bowl in his hand, stretched out his hand and pulled A Chou to sit in front of him: "It's just in the house, I want to watch you cook."

"What's so good about cooking?" A Chou muttered, but her face turned red involuntarily. She lowered her head, secretly glanced at Zhong Mingwei, and whispered, "This is what you want to do." If you get annoyed when the time comes, you can’t blame me if you’re in the house.”

Zhong Mingwei smiled and rubbed A Chou's messy hair. Uncle Chen came too early, and he hadn't had time to tie up their little girl's hair. At this time, he rubbed the little girl's little hair and rushed to the little girl. Nunuzui: "Go and bring in the comb."

"I don't want you to pierce it," the little girl whispered with a blushing face, "There are people outside, I will pierce it myself."

"You said it was outside, but you can see it anywhere?" Zhong Mingwei said softly.

A Chou was humming, but he was excited in his heart. After all, he went to the outer hall to get a comb and came in. Then he sat obediently in front of Zhong Mingwei, held by Zhong Mingwei's big hands. The man's hand was inevitably a bit strong on his own hair, but A Chou didn't feel any pain. Instead, he kept curling his lips and smiling stupidly.

Since she was a child, no one had tied her hair, only Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei is so kind. She should treat Zhong Mingwei better in the future.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but ask after hearing her laugh.

"When the stove is built, I will make stewed fish for you to eat. When the time comes, I will find cornmeal to stick on the pancakes, and you can eat them while sitting on the kang. It is very convenient," A Chou said softly, while pointing to the corner. It seems that the stove has been built and is there, "It will be delicious if we stew the fish with the spring water from the mountain, and then use the miso from Ninggu Pagoda as the base. The sauce here is very fragrant. It's more delicious than the one in Jingshi. When the time comes, the fish soup in the pot will be steaming. It's fragrant with fish and soy sauce. In short, it's fragrant. The corn tortillas are fragrant and crispy, and they're also dipped in fish soup. Hehehe, the least you can do is Eat ten pieces of cake..."

"Ten pieces are not enough? I can eat twenty pieces," Zhong Mingwei seriously suspected that A Chou was a chef and storyteller in his previous life. Whenever he talked about food, he would definitely be salivating. Although he had just finished breakfast, Zhong Mingwei put down the comb in his hand, took the hairband and wrapped it around and around, saying with a smile, "I will help you when the time comes."

"Hey, hey, you must be helping more and more, just open your mouth and wait to eat," Achou chuckled, reaching out to touch his hair, and said awkwardly to Zhong Mingwei He said, "Your hair is **** really well. Did you practice it before?"

Actually, Ah Chou wants to ask, have you ever tied anyone else’s hair before? Zhong Mingwei had said it before, but such good craftsmanship made A Chou suspicious, but A Chou couldn't say these words. It was too sour and hypocritical.

"Why do I, a grown man, practice this?" Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly, while tying a beautiful knot on the red head rope, he pinched A Chou's ponytail and said, "If I practice, I have practiced here with you. ."

Achou was happy again. Her heart, which was originally on edge, was now completely at ease. She felt warm in her heart and smiled with her lips raised: "Then you have to practice hard. I'll look outside. My girl, her hair is beautifully tied up, such as pony buns, flying buns, etc., I get jealous when I look at them, but I am clumsy and never learn how to do it."

"Sure, I'll practice more." Zhong Mingwei happily agreed. From the noble prince to the old lady who is now dedicated to studying how to tie the hair of their little girl, Zhong Mingwei has transitioned so naturally.