The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 135: Stomachache, look for Lao Xiong

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"I have time, I have time every day." Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but curled his lips, this girl was acting coquettishly with him.

"Hey," A Chou smiled, shyly and proudly, "Zhong Mingwei, why are you so good?"

"Believe it or not, I can do better?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile.

"What else can be better?" A Chou raised his head and looked at him curiously, "What else can be done better?"

"Stomach hurts, look for the old bear. The old bear is not at home, look for the three scars," at the moment, Zhong Mingwei rubbed his stomach and sang softly, "the three scars are sharpening their knives at home, scaring the children. Does it still hurt? It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

"Giggle, what is this?" A Chou listened to him singing, smiling happily. Such a tacky nursery rhyme came from Zhong Mingwei's mouth. It was really out of place. No wonder A Chou laughed so hard, but suddenly Ah Chou frowned again, too busy to dare to smile, and his stomach hurt even more from laughing, but his eyebrows were curved, like two crescent moons, and the ugly girl in the eyes of others, this little appearance It's also very touching.

“My grandma sang it when I was rubbing my belly when I was little,” Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, without feeling too embarrassed. He added, “She has a lot of folk songs and she sings them in my ears every day. It is said that these little songs are passed down from generation to generation. At that time, I was tired of her singing and thought she was too noisy. But now, this is the only one I can remember."

"Sing it to me again," A Chou twisted in his arms, "It sounds so good."

"Okay," Zhong Mingwei said softly, while singing softly to their little girl, "If your stomach hurts, look for Old Bear. Old Bear is not at home, so look for Sanscar, who is sharpening his knife at home... …”

"Stop, stop, stop!" Ah Chou suddenly cut off Zhong Mingwei's words, tilted his head and asked Zhong Mingwei, "Who is the third scar?"

Zhong Mingwei: "..."

"Are there people with three scars? That's really scary," A Chou said to himself before waiting for Zhong Mingwei's answer. He reached out and touched the dark red scar on his neck and whispered. , "Just like me, ugly and scary."

"You're not ugly, and you're not scary either." As if someone had accidentally stabbed him with a knife, Zhong Mingwei was so painful that he couldn't breathe. He held A Chou's face and looked at A Chou without blinking. , said clearly and seriously every word, "You are the most beautiful girl in the world, no one can compare to you."

"That's what you said," A Chou stared at him blankly for a while, then suddenly said with a smile, tilted his face, hugged his neck, and said softly, "But that's enough. ."

Yes, that's enough.

As far as she is concerned, there are only two kinds of people in the world, one is Zhong Mingwei, and the other is not Zhong Mingwei. The former is more important to her than life, while the latter she really doesn't care about. Her heart is very small. It's small and can only hold one person.

Zhong Mingwei felt the warmth on his neck and suddenly hugged the little girl in his arms tighter.

"Zhong Mingwei, can you sing it to me again?" The little girl in her arms was so coquettish, "No one has ever rubbed my belly, let alone sung these nursery rhymes to me."

"Okay, I'll sing enough for you today, and I'll make up for what you've done over the years," the thirty-two-year-old man was so gentle, singing a little tune to their little girl over and over again, "My stomach hurts, so I'm looking for Old Bear. Old Bear is not at home, so I'm looking for Sanscar. Sanscar is sharpening his knife at home, scaring the child so much..."

……

The next day.

A Chou slept until the sun was shining for the first time in his life.

This sleep was really sweet, and her whole body felt comfortable. She yawned and rubbed her sleepy eyes, and then faced the man's face close at hand. She was startled and yawned. She didn't even have time to close it, she just stared at Zhong Mingwei with her mouth wide open, and after a long time she trembled and said: "This, this, this..."

"Is your stomach feeling better? Does it still hurt?" Compared to A Chou's panic, Zhong Mingwei looked calm. As he spoke, he reached down and placed his hand on A Chou's belly, " How's it going?"