The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 562: Mr. Pang, when will you marry me

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"You...get out of the way!" The next second, Meiya pinched Zhong Mingwei's ears and said fiercely, "Roll as far as you can!"

"Ah! Madam, please forgive me!" Zhong Mingwei immediately bared his teeth and screamed in an exaggerated manner, "Madam! I know I am wrong! I really know I am wrong!"

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"Do you think the gift I picked can impress Madam?" Little An was already nervous all the way. When the carriage stopped at the gate of Nanshan Villa, she became even more nervous, holding the delicate gift in her hand. Gift box, while looking at Pang Yi anxiously, "Is this gift too... too light?"

"It's okay, Madam likes it," Pang Yi said with a smile, reaching out to stroke the broken hair on Xiao An's forehead, "If you insist on buying that expensive screwdriver, Madam may still be unhappy. ”

"Don't move your hands or feet!" Xiao An slapped Pang Yi's hand away and sighed, "It's just that the time is too short, otherwise I will definitely be better prepared."

"My wife and I know your thoughts well," Pang Yi said hurriedly, reaching out to pat Xiao An's arm, but he didn't dare. He then touched his nose and talked to Xiao An. Shi said, "Come on, come in, and go see the master and his wife first."

"Yes." Xiao An nodded and followed Pang Yi through the door.

"Let me get it." Pang Yi reached for the gift box in Xiao An's hand.

"No need, I'll take it myself, it's not too heavy," Xiao An was too busy to avoid it. While following Pang Yi to the courtyard, she looked at this small three-in courtyard that was not too big. A noble lady from the capital who is used to a large courtyard would not find this small courtyard unusual, but Xiao An felt that there was something warm and cozy in this small courtyard. Maybe it was because of the swing, or maybe it was because of the swing. The rows of pomegranates filled with fiery red flowers, or maybe it was because of the large and small 囍 characters on the various doors, made little An couldn't help but nod, "This house is really nice."

"Madam and I told you to buy us a house when we get married," Pang Yi heard her say and turned his head to look at the envy in her eyes. He couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. He slowed down and said, "When the time comes, we will buy whatever kind of house you like. From now on... you won't have to live in an inn anymore."

"Yes, I've long been tired of living in inns," Xiao An said as she walked up the steps, turning her head and smiling at Pang Yi, "So Mr. Pang, when are you going to marry me?"

In the golden morning light, the girl's smiling eyes looked straight at him. Pang Yi felt as if a sharp knife had pierced his chest, and the sweetness in his heart exploded.

"An Hailin, hurry up and prepare your dowry," Pang Yi raised his head and met Xiao An's smiling eyes, "Wait until I ride on a big horse to marry you."

"What if I don't have a dowry?" Xiao An smiled even bigger. Her hands that were secretly clenching her fists were now loosened. She smiled and walked down the stairs, just like Pang Yi. "Mr. Pang, are you still willing to ride a tall horse to marry me?"

"Of course I do," Pang Yi said softly. The smile on his face, a man in his thirties, would kill him to death. "An Hailin, do you know? A smile like yours is the best. Dowry."

"You have a good idea!" An Hailin smiled slyly, turned around, and walked up the steps with her skirt in hand. She walked very fast, turned around and walked up the corridor, and then walked even faster. His little feet flew very fast.

"What's there to be ashamed of?" Pang Yi looked at her in such a hurry and didn't rush to catch up. Instead, he followed slowly, smiling so hard that his eyes gleamed. The dense lines, "Isn't this girl just happy in her heart? Why is she so afraid that I will see her?"

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Backyard.

Zhong Mingwei was combing Meiya's hair on the ground, while Grandma Chen and Gu Qingtong were watching. Grandma Chen heard that Zhong Mingwei was going to comb Meiya's hair herself, so she felt it was unreliable. But at this time, looking at Zhong Mingwei's skillful technique, He nodded involuntarily, and Gu Qingtong also thought to himself, looking at this technique, he really combed his hair frequently.

Although it was the first time for him to wear a bun, Zhong Mingwei was not unfamiliar at all. He had started to think about it a long time ago. Yes, it was really a long time ago, since the snow started to fall in the beginning of last year, in that remote and simple courtyard. , when that girl blushed and sang to him, "When my hair reaches my waist, my husband will marry me." He started to think about it.