The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 92: Retaliation

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"Well, actually it doesn't matter if you hum. Just don't hum with your nose. It's just like a piglet chasing a sow for milk. It doesn't sound good..." A Chou secretly glanced at the back of Zhong Mingwei's head. , while muttering quietly.

"Crack!"

The next second, the man's big hand slapped A Chou's hand, with a little force, A Chou suddenly grinned exaggeratedly: "You, you, you, a grown man, what's the matter with your family?" Smaller than a needle nose!"

Zhong Mingwei's face turned dark. He suddenly turned around and gave A Chou a fierce look. A Chou immediately shrank to the corner and gestured with his fingers: "No, no, no, you are very big-minded. Your fingernails are so big. It’s much bigger than a needle nose…”

The corners of Zhong Mingwei's mouth suddenly twitched: "..."

"You, you, you have to work harder!" Ah Chou hurriedly hugged Zhong Mingwei's feet. She was sweating from exhaustion and anxiety. She was most nervous at this time of the day, for fear that Zhong Mingwei would come back again. She fell down, but today Zhong Mingwei seemed to have done it on purpose, leaning against her, and she didn't even dare to breathe, "You, you, you must have done it on purpose! You are said to be petty and you still don't admit it, and you are still angry. ! But what are you doing now? Revenge?! You were obviously good yesterday, but today you have made up your mind not to use any energy at all, right?!"

Yes, Zhong Mingwei did it on purpose. At that moment, he was leisurely looking at A Chou's bulging, frog-like face. He felt distressed and relieved at the same time. He stopped teasing her at the moment. He held her shoulders, held onto the wall with one hand, and then gritted his teeth and moved step by step outwards. He still couldn't use the strength in his legs, but his waist had obviously improved a lot, and with the strength of his arms, A Chou could make it better. It was a lot easier. In the past, A Chou had to worry about his weight and had to carry him along the aisle. Now A Chou was only responsible for holding his arms, and the rope originally tied around their waists was gone.

"Alas, alas! Slow down, don't be in a hurry! Don't be in a hurry!" After finally moving out of the bedroom, Achou was so excited that she shouted, "Don't be in a hurry." But she was more anxious than anyone else, "You're in a hurry!" Against the wall, yes, yes, come again..."

Zhong Mingwei gritted his teeth and took about ten steps from the bed to the door frame. He walked for nearly a stick of incense. By this time, he was already sweating all over his face. He was scratching the wall. , being held up by A Chou with one hand, he naturally did not want to tire A Chou, so almost half of his body was struggling, and by this time he was already panting from exhaustion.

"Are you too tired? Let's take a rest," A Chou said hurriedly. While letting Zhong Mingwei lean against the wall, he took out a handkerchief from his arms to wipe Zhong Mingwei's sweat. "Would you like a drink of water?"

Zhong Mingwei shook his head, closed his eyes and gasped, letting A Chou wipe his sweat one by one. A Chou's eyes followed the cotton handkerchief, from Zhong Mingwei's sweaty forehead to his handsome nose, and then When it comes to his plump and red lips...

"Gudong!" A Chou swallowed hard.

"Are you thirsty?" Zhong Mingwei obviously heard the "gudong" sound, slowly opened his eyes, looked at A Chou, and put the hand on A Chou's arm on the wall, two While holding his hands in and out, he said to A Chou, "You go have a sip of tea first."

"I'm not thirsty..." A Chou explained, but she couldn't explain it anymore. She felt that she was really weird. As long as she stayed with Zhong Mingwei like this, she would have some messy thoughts. It was clear that she was just wiping sweat, but her heart felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

"Then let's go have some tea," Zhong Mingwei said, looking at A Chou's sweaty forehead, paused, and then said, "I'll try to see if I can stand still."

"Okay, then be careful." Ah Chou had no choice but to let go of Zhong Mingwei, but she didn't dare to walk away at all, so she slowly took two steps back, her hands open to Zhong Mingwei, ready to watch at any time Waiting to go up and help him.