The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 93: Finally got some sun

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Zhong Mingwei took two hard breaths and slowly let go of his hands. Then his legs suddenly softened. He was so busy that he hugged the wall again. Almost at the same time, a pair of hands hugged him tightly from behind. he.

Zhong Mingwei lowered his head and looked at the small hands that hugged him tightly. The annoyance and frustration that had filled his heart disappeared at this time.

This girl must be so nervous about him. She strangled him with such force.

"It's okay." After a while, Achou let go of her hand. Zhong Mingwei's whole back was sweating from being hugged by her. Zhong Mingwei could only speak. He patted the pair of hands gently because he was holding them too hard. His hands were big and his joints turned white, "Girl, it's okay, I've stood firm."

"Oh."

A Chou's faint voice came from behind, and then the hands slowly let go, and then the hands slowly retracted. Zhong Mingwei watched the hands move back little by little, and he saw that When Zhong Mingwei was about to disappear, for some reason, the soles of his feet suddenly softened, his body tilted, and then his hands suddenly wrapped around him tightly.

Zhong Mingwei's heart skipped a beat, and his back returned to the girl's arms. However, the girl was much shorter than him, so it was awkward to hold him like this, and the breath he exhaled from his mouth was sprayed on his back. , breath after breath passed through the thin clothes, and Zhong Mingwei felt that his whole body was numb. How long had it been since he had been so close to someone?

Have you ever felt so heart-pounding?

Zhong Mingwei clearly wanted A Chou to let go, but his lips trembled and he still did not say anything. He just scratched the wall in silence. He squinted at the tiny cracks on the wall and enjoyed it. A Chou breathed fresh hot breath on his back shoulder.

"Have a rest...have a rest?" After a long while, A Chou stammered. The fear in her tone and the huge strength in her hands were such a contrast that Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but wince. lip.

A Chou felt that she must be crazy. She knew that she should take away her hand, or support Zhong Mingwei, or help him back to the room, but she just hugged Zhong Mingwei so tightly. She felt that her love was simply A nymphomaniac.

Yes, a nympho, a **** who is shameless and shameless, a **** who is more shameful than a prostitute who can't walk around when he sees a beautiful woman.

"Get some rest," Zhong Mingwei said softly, with a hint of arrogance in his tone, "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to get some sunshine today."

"What am I worried about..." A Chou muttered, but he was very happy in his heart. At that moment, he supported Zhong Mingwei and moved towards the yard step by step.

Sure enough, Zhong Mingwei really got some sunshine today.

The rocking chair was put in the yard early in the morning. It was cold when I got up early, and Achou spread a thick blanket on it. It was almost noon at this time, and even though half of the sun was hidden behind the clouds, it was still a little warm. A Chou didn't want to take away the blanket. Although the blanket was soft, A Chou was still worried about hurting Zhong Mingwei, so he carefully helped Zhong Mingwei sit on the rocking chair.

"How's it going? Is the rocking chair I bought good? Is it comfortable for you to sit like this?" Compared with Zhong Mingwei's calm face, A Chou was obviously much more excited. She walked around the rocking chair in circles, while As he walked, he rubbed the rocking chair, fearing that something was wrong. "Zhong Mingwei, are you tired of sitting like this? This chair can also be put down. The mechanism on the back of the chair can be turned into a recliner by twisting it. Look at it. It’s so magical here..."

"Stop turning, your head will spin." Zhong Mingwei couldn't help it anymore, grabbed A Chou's arm, and held her in front of him.

"Are you dizzy? Why are you dizzy? Are you having a fever?" A Chou was shaking a little. As he spoke, he put his two hands on his and Zhong Mingwei's foreheads respectively. Under his hands were two pieces that were equally sweaty and warm. A Chou couldn't help but frowned, "It's a little hot, but not very hot. It's not much different from mine..."