The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 80: I am happy to be with you

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"No need, I have given my mother the thirty-year sacrificial ceremony, which is considered filial piety. Now it's time for me to celebrate my own birthday," Zhong Mingwei said to A Chou with a smile, while lowering his head and continuing to pick. Holding the noodles, he sucked them into his mouth and said vaguely, "Girl, longevity noodles are so delicious."

A Chou looked at the back of his head and the slight sweat on his neck. It was not that big. She felt uncomfortable and nervous and wanted to cry. She sat back and took the handkerchief and gently gave it to him. Wiping the sweat, he said softly: "Zhong Mingwei, I will make longevity noodles for you every year from now on."

"Okay," Zhong Mingwei ate the noodles with his head down, his voice a little vague and hoarse. A Chou had some misconceptions, always feeling that Zhong Mingwei was crying. Just when he was surprised, he saw Zhong Mingwei raised his face and flirted with her. She pursed her lips and said, "Girl, wipe your face for me, it's all wet from the heat."

"Okay." A Chou looked at the wet face and the slightly red eyes. Without saying anything, he held the handkerchief and wiped it carefully for him.

"By the way, girl, I just asked you and I haven't told you yet. How do you make such long noodles?" Zhong Mingwei buried his head to eat noodles again. While eating noodles, he didn't forget to continue the question, "Why? How can you make such long noodles continuously?"

"Hey, I have an exclusive secret recipe. The secret recipe cannot be easily passed on to others." A Chou chuckled and picked up the bowl again. He looked at Zhong Mingwei narrowly and said, "But if you agree to go to the yard today, I’ll tell you when you’re in the sun.”

"Sure, but you will definitely be tired again by then." Zhong Mingwei said.

In the past two days, Zhong Mingwei's body has gotten better again, his arms have become very flexible, and the strength on his waist and back has become stronger, but his legs are still weak and he can't use them at all. A few days ago, A Chou started to help Zhong Mingwei out of bed and tried to stand up, but he failed. One time, A Chou fell while trying to help him, and his arm was blue at that time. Zhong Mingwei had a big headache at that time. Huo said he didn't want to get out of bed anymore. A Chou was anxious, but he couldn't force him, so A Chou chose a good time to say this today.

Sure enough, Zhong Mingwei did not refuse, but agreed wholeheartedly.

"Are you tired or not? I'm happy to be with you." Achou chuckled, lowered her head and continued to eat noodles. The little knot tied randomly with a red headband on the back of her head followed her. The movement of eating noodles is like a small furry animal.

Zhong Mingwei looked at that little guy without blinking, and his heart almost melted.

He is no longer the noble Prince of the East Palace, he is just a worthless commoner, no, he is not even as good as a commoner, his life is in the hands of someone in a deep mansion in the capital. Or maybe it was in the hands of his father that he might die at any time. Not only that, he was also paralyzed, unable to take care of himself, dragging his half-dead body around in such shame and misery...

How pitiful and miserable he is.

But he felt that this was the best time he had ever had.

He would rather remain so paralyzed forever...

No!

He can't be paralyzed, he has to stand up, and he has to repay this stupid, stupid and even ugly girl.

No, not just repayment.

……

After breakfast, Achou went to bed and kneaded Zhong Mingwei’s lower back for most of an hour, and then began to rub his legs. In the past, Zhong Mingwei’s legs were hard. Although the skin was a little loose on the outside, the inside was However, the flesh of Zhong Mingwei's legs was as hard as a rock. It was difficult for Ah Chou to knead it. After such a long period of rubbing, Zhong Mingwei's legs were now much softer than before and had regained their elasticity, becoming more and more like a normal man's. My legs and feet are fine, but I just can’t feel the energy in my legs.

"Don't worry, where are you now? Do you want to become a big fat man after eating it all in one breath?" A Chou rubbed his legs while giving him a lot of energy, "It's only been more than two months. Come on, look at how flexible your hands are. Let alone holding noodles with chopsticks. Now I give you pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I think you can write very well. Eh... By the way, your handwriting How was the writing?"