The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 552: This time both hind legs are yours

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Xiao Anshi nodded while twitching: "I... I know, I have always been... always at ease with you, very, very at ease, otherwise I, I wouldn't sleep so well in front of you. Be practical..."

Xiao An was talking about spending the night in the wild, and Pang Yi naturally knew that. Now thinking back to the scene at that time, Pang Yi felt really emotional and nostalgic. He leaned over and kissed Xiao An’s wet eyes. He said softly: "Do you still want to eat roast rabbit?"

"You...you want to bake it for me again?" Xiao An choked and couldn't stop, but her bright eyes looked at Pang Yi, "Can you put more bees and honey on it this time?" Is it? The last time there was no oil or salt, it was not delicious at all."

"It's not delicious and you still eat so much?" Pang Yi smiled widely, "In order to fill your stomach, I didn't eat enough at the time."

"That's me, I'm very hungry, otherwise I wouldn't eat the rabbit you roasted," Xiao An said twitchingly, "Your cooking is so... so bad, even the best in our family , even the worst cook can't compare."

"Are you serious?" Pang Yi immediately turned dark and pretended to be angry to scare Little An, "Am I so bad in your eyes?"

"Yes, yes, what I said is all the truth," Xiao An said in a sultry tone, but at the same time she put her arms around Pang Yi's neck, and then looked at him with wet eyes, "But again Even a good cook can't compare to you, you...no one can compare to your love for me."

"Hey, I just like your little mouth," Pang Yi suddenly smiled, hurriedly leaned over and kissed little An's still twitching lips, and said with a smile, "Good boy, don't cry, this The two hind legs will be yours this time."

……

May 19, the 33rd year of Jiasheng.

Evening.

Ninggu Pagoda.

Nanshan Villa.

When Chen Qingxuan sent Grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong over in the afternoon, Zhong Mingwei was writing couplets and 囍 characters in the backyard. Meiya was grinding them for him, and kept praising his man's beautiful handwriting. The man felt proud, so he added a dozen more 囍 characters, saying that he would put them on every pomegranate tree in his house.

"Sir, madam." Pang Yi gently knocked on the door outside. Since moving to Nanshan Villa, Pang Yi would not come to the backyard easily. Even if he came over for something, he would knock on the door first.

"Come in," Meiya heard the voice, turned her head and said to the door. While watching Pang Yi come in, she asked Pang Yi casually, "What's wrong? Has the master of the wedding banquet been invited?"

"The master has been invited, he is the master of Zhenweizhai," Pang Yi nodded and said with a smile, "As soon as the prefect heard the good news, he hurriedly asked the master of Zhenweizhai to come over and help us. My subordinates have arranged for the master to stay in the front yard."

"Well, that's good," Meiya nodded and looked at Zhong Mingwei with a smile, "The master chef of Zhenweizhai is very good at his craftsmanship. You don't know until you've never tasted it."

"Then I'll know now," Zhong Mingwei said to him with a smile, while looking at Pang Yi who was still in place, "Is there anything else?"

"Yes," Pang Yi nodded hurriedly, "Mr. Chen came over early in the morning. He said that Grandma Chen was worried that Madam was not prepared enough, so she wanted to come over in the evening to clean up for Madam."

"Then grandma is here?" Meiya stood up in a hurry and looked at Pang Yi with surprise and joy, "Why don't you invite her in?"

"Mrs. Qi, Grandma Chen has just arrived and is picking up peanuts in the front yard." Pang Yi said hurriedly.

"What is she doing picking up peanuts?" Meiya looked curious. She didn't care whether Zhong Mingwei had enough ink at the moment, and hurriedly walked towards the front yard, "Mingwei, let me go see grandma."

"I know, it's getting dark, be careful where you step," Zhong Mingwei nodded, watching her happily go out, and then cast his eyes on Pang Yi, who was still standing like a lump of wood. "Do you have anything else to do?"

"Yes," Pang Yi scratched his head, walked to the desk and sat down, and spoke in a somewhat unspeakable voice, "Master, tomorrow, I think... I want to bring her to pay your respects to you and your wife."

Who is she? Of course, both Zhong Mingwei and Pang Yi are from a good background. Zhong Mingwei said nothing, holding the pen and continuing to write the word "囍" seriously. But Pang Yi was so anxious that he hurriedly went to grind it for Zhong Mingwei. While cautiously saying: "Sir, does Madam already... know about it?"