The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 804: Zhong Mingwei, why do you fit so well

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The deerskin shoes have a layer of cashmere inside, which should be warm enough. The skates have also been polished by him. He actually made them a few days ago, but he still doesn't feel at ease, for fear of going somewhere. There was still something lacking. He was afraid that he would drop his little girl. He originally wanted to wait for Gu Changlin to come back and let him give him a long look. But now seeing Meiya looking unhappy, he just wanted to make her happy. It was on, so while Meiya was taking a nap, he turned over and started to make a final inspection of the pair of skates. Then as he inspected and inspected, he felt that there seemed to be a shadow cast on the top of his head. He silently The ground raised its head...

"You...didn't you go to bed?" Zhong Mingwei was very embarrassed, looking up at Meiya, with no place to hide the skates in his hand.

"Wake up." Meiya whispered.

Actually, Meiya has never fallen asleep at all. She is used to sleeping on the man's arm, and she usually complains about a sore neck. But this time, she suddenly couldn't sleep, so she couldn't sleep. Meiya stared at the kang. After a long time, she finally sat up. She originally wanted to drag the man back to sleep with her, but then she accidentally discovered the man's little secret.

"Are these... skates in your hand?" Meiya pointed to the skates in Zhong Mingwei's hand and asked curiously, "Are... prepared for me?"

"What else?" Zhong Mingwei touched his nose and tried his best to hide his embarrassment. He stood up and handed the skates to Meiya, "Put them on and try to see if they fit."

"Oh." Meiya sat down on the stool, took off her cotton shoes obediently, and then put on her skates. When she was about to bend down to tie the straps, she watched the man squat down again. I grabbed the goose-yellow satin ribbon at the back of the upper and tied it around the front. Then I reached out and pinched the front of the shoe to see if it was the right size.

Zhong Mingwei just squatted on the ground, squeezing here and touching there without saying a word. Meiya didn't say anything, lowering her head and watching the man squatting in front of her busy working, until Zhong Mingwei raised his head. The pair of peach blossom eyes looked at her without blinking: "Does it fit?"

"It fits, it fits just like you." Meiya curled her lips and said.

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Mingwei didn't quite understand and was a little confused.

"When we were making dumplings that day, Grandma Chen said that a couple's life is like wearing shoes. Only you know whether they fit well or not," Meiya said softly every word, tapping her white fingers gently. Zhong Mingwei's eyebrows went all the way down from the center of his eyebrows, and finally placed on the man's lips, "Zhong Mingwei, why do you fit so well?"

"Really?" Zhong Mingwei immediately smiled brightly. His big peach blossom eyes reflected the fiery red window grilles on the window. It was very beautiful. He was also a bit arrogant, and he looked up with a slight frown. Meiya, "Isn't there a time when your feet hurt?"

"Of course." Meiya's face suddenly darkened, and she had no intention of joking at all.

"When?" Zhong Mingwei suddenly became nervous. He was so busy that he grabbed Meiya's hand and asked cautiously, "Tell me quickly, when is it?"

"I told you, can you change it?" Meiya muttered, asking a little impatiently.

"Of course!" Zhong Mingwei nodded hurriedly, "I promise you will never touch my girl's feet again!"

"Pfft!" Meiya couldn't help it anymore, covered her mouth and laughed, then whispered into Zhong Mingwei's ear, "Then don't read that book with flowers and bottles in the beginning. ”

"That's it..." Zhong Mingwei suddenly became arrogant again. He reached out and stroked his hair, paused, then narrowed his eyes and said to Meiya, "Actually, I think it's good to rub your feet occasionally. ."

"Shut up!" Meiya obviously wanted to glare at him, but she stared and laughed again, then held the man's face and kissed him, "Zhong Mingwei, why are you so nice? ?"