The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 134: My daughter’s family feels pain

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"It's okay, I'm okay..." Achou wiped his sweat, reluctantly raised his lips to Zhong Mingwei, and then opened his arms to Zhong Mingwei, "Here, help me stand up... …”

"What's wrong with you?!" Zhong Mingwei yelled anxiously, pulling A Chou in front of him, and reaching out to touch her sweaty face, "Girl, what's wrong with you? Tell me, don't just blindly My son, be patient and obedient."

"Zhong Mingwei, I...my stomach hurts..." A Chou met Zhong Mingwei's eyes, his nose suddenly sore, and he started crying when he spoke again, "My stomach really hurts..."

Zhong Mingwei felt heartbroken when he saw her like this. He was so busy that he pulled A Chou to sit on the bed. He didn't care about the male and female defenses, and directly put his hand on A Chou's belly, and then Rubbing it gently, he frowned and asked A Chou: "Does it hurt here?"

"Well, it hurts..." Ah Chou said aggrievedly. In fact, she is not such a worthless person. She has suffered all kinds of hardships and suffered all kinds of sins. But when she was in front of Zhong Mingwei, she felt particularly worthless. , not only could not stop her tears, she also felt that she had become precious and needed to be cared for.

"Come up, I'll rub your belly, don't freeze." Zhong Mingwei said, bending down, taking off A Chou's shoes without any explanation, hugging her into his arms, and then pulling the quilt Covered A Chou's body.

Zhong Mingwei has no experience in coaxing children, and he has never cared about any woman so much. The movements of rubbing his belly are very stiff and awkward.

But what does that matter?

This is Zhong Mingwei!

A Chou felt that her whole body was dizzy. This dizziness really fascinated her. She felt that her body was light and airy. The body that originally felt heavy was now as soft as a ball in the sky. Duoyun.

"Is this comfortable?" Zhong Mingwei is very self-aware of his ability to rub his belly, so he is not confident at all when he asks this question.

"It's comfortable, your hands are so warm...it's very comfortable." Achou whispered, her face was very hot, and she carefully crawled into Zhong Mingwei's arms. She felt that she was shameless again. But she just couldn't help it. Besides, the light was so dark, Zhong Mingwei shouldn't be able to see her monkey-butt-like face, right?

The little girl in her arms arched up and down, as if she was afraid that he would be disgusted and angry. She just stopped, arched, stopped again, and then secretly arched again, with so much caution and testing. Zhong Mingwei's heart was about to break. With a strong force on his hands, he locked the little girl tightly into his arms. The two of them were so close to each other, with only two legs between their warm bodies. A thin layer of clothing.

A Chou stopped arching and just lay in the man's arms. Her ears were filled with the sonorous and powerful heartbeat of the man, and her breath was filled with the smell of men. A Chou felt even more dizzy, but she did not drift away. Now, Zhong Mingwei is holding her so firmly that she can't even float if she wants to. She really loves this solid feeling of being cared for by someone.

"Why does a good person have a stomachache?" Zhong Mingwei's hand was still moving back and forth on A Chou's belly, gently, in circles, with all the patience and tenderness he had in his life.

"...It just hurts. It hurts for my daughter's family," A Chou whispered. As soon as these words came out of her mouth, A Chou felt extremely embarrassed. She suddenly thrust her face into Zhong Mingwei's arms and pressed her head against his chest. She rubbed it gently on her face, like a coquettish cat. After a long time, she bit her lip again and whispered, "Grandma Chen said, it will hurt some people at the beginning, and then...it will hurt in the future." It may stop hurting after a few times..."

Zhong Mingwei's heart felt so painful and soft, and the strength of his hands became lighter: "I will rub it for you every day, and it won't hurt anymore in the future."

"You don't have to rub it every day. It doesn't hurt every day, just a few days a month..." A Chou felt a little embarrassed and rubbed herself in the man's arms again, but after a pause, she didn't feel awkward. Authentic, "But if you are free these two days, you can rub it for me..."