The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 118: Eat the whole thing

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"Does it really hurt?" Seeing that A Chou remained silent for a long time, Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and asked. Only then did he realize that A Chou was looking at him infatuatedly. Zhong Mingwei's heart suddenly stopped beating, "Girl... ”

"No, it's not..." A Chou felt very embarrassed after being caught. She was too busy trying to defend herself, "I'm not looking at you, I'm looking at... looking at you..."

A Chou can't talk any more, what should I say? Am I not looking at you, but at your Adam's apple? Ah Chou always felt that he was a nymphomaniac and very...shameless.

"It's okay, you can look wherever you want." Zhong Mingwei said softly, looking at A Chou's blushing face due to embarrassment and embarrassment.

"No! I don't want it!" Ah Chou simply didn't know what to say. She was so busy that she struggled to jump off Zhong Mingwei's body. She wanted to run out directly, but looking at the oil paper bag by the door, she He paused again, walked over to pick up the oil paper bag, returned to sit in front of Zhong Mingwei, and then carefully opened the oil paper bag, while saying a little frustrated, "The mooncakes were just baked, I don't know if I dropped them." Is it broken?"

"It doesn't matter if it's broken, it's all for eating anyway." Zhong Mingwei comforted her.

"That's not okay. This is a mooncake, and you have to eat it perfectly." Ah Chou disagreed with Zhong Mingwei's statement. He opened the paper package and looked at the delicious mooncakes inside, and he immediately beamed. He got up and took out a moon cake and sent it to Zhong Mingwei, "Look, if you spend a lot of time and the moon is full, can't you eat such a full moon cake?"

"Yes, that's what the girl said," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, reaching out to rub A Chou's messy hair and saying, "Let's eat the full round together."

"Oh," A Chou felt a little shy again, lowered his head and took a small bite of the mooncake, and then brought the mooncake to Zhong Mingwei's mouth, "Here, you can eat too."

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On the built stove, a fire was lit for the first time today, and Zhong Mingwei sat beside the stove for the first time in his life.

"Are you really able to do that?" Ah Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei's posture and felt very uneasy. The man was holding a fire stick in one hand and refilling the stove with firewood in the other, but his demeanor didn't look like it. While lighting the fire, it seemed as if the noble master was leisurely fishing or admiring flowers, and A Chou was naturally beating in his heart.

"Go and do your business," Zhong Mingwei just sat down and was not suspicious for a while. Ah Chou had already asked her three times. Zhong Mingwei was too lazy to pay attention to her. While poking at the firewood in the stove, he suddenly had a headache. He raised his head and looked at A Chou, "Can you kill fish? How about I do it?"

"It's okay, I've already asked someone to kill him," A Chou said hurriedly, walking out. When he got to the door, he couldn't help but remind Zhong Mingwei, "Don't put too much firewood, and don't burn the stove." It’s blocked.”

"I know! You've said it four times." Zhong Mingwei pouted.

"Isn't that why I'm worried?" Ah Chou chuckled, and went out to bring in the chopped fish, cut side dishes, etc., while putting a pot full of fish in it. In front of Zhong Mingwei, he said a little proudly, "Do you think this fish is quite big? I deliberately picked the biggest one in his fish basket!"

"It's big," Zhong Mingwei looked at the small basin full of fish and nodded, while looking up at A Chou, "What kind of fish is this?"

"It's a carp!" A Chou was very surprised, "Why don't you even recognize a carp?"

Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed and subconsciously touched his chin, but before he put his hand down, A Chou's handkerchief had already been wiped on him. Dare you put it directly on your face? Look how dirty you are."

"Don't you feel itchy? I just want to scratch it." Zhong Mingwei became even more embarrassed and made a random excuse.

"Where is it itchy? Let me scratch it for you, is it here?" The veil at Fang's daughter's house was removed, and A Chou's wet fingers climbed up to Zhong Mingwei's face, scratching gently. "Here? Or here?"