The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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She has the intention to change the man's clean sheets, but she really can't hold the man, and he has too many bedsores. A ugly doesn't dare to move, and he didn't change the bed sheets at the moment, just holding a clean new one. The quilt covered the man's body. While looking at the oily pillow, she returned to fetch her crimson pillow, pulled out the pillow under the man's face, and stuffed the soft pink pillow again. Go in.

The soft pink powder pillow is so out of place with the five big and three thick men. Ah Chou looked awkward and embarrassed, and then whispered to the man: "You pillow first, wait for me to wash and wash the pillow for you before I give you Change it. "

A ugly sitting on the edge of the bed, thinking for a while, and then torn the single sheet she had just taken in into eight pieces. She folded the eight pieces of cotton cloth, then took out one piece and folded it diagonally. Then it was spread under the man, and Quan was a diaper.

After she let go, she straightened up and faced the man, she felt a little embarrassed. Even though the others were still so quiet, Ah Chou felt that he must be very uncomfortable in his heart. After tucking the quilt, he whispered: "It's okay, who can stay ill and ill in this life? You are ill now, it doesn't bother you. When you get sick later, we don't have to."

For a long time, I did n’t feel so frustrated. After working so long, A Chou felt hungry. Then I remembered that I had n’t eaten yet. Now I was too busy to go to the kitchen. When the porridge came out, she left the kitchen. She folded back and pulled it in the room for a long time before she finally found a spoon. She cleaned the spoon and went into the bedroom with porridge and pickles.

"For breakfast, let's eat porridge and pickles," Ah Chou put the tray down, and took out the head rope from his arms again, tying Zhong Mingwei's messy hair to the back of his head. Shopping, what do you want to eat? "

Zhong Mingwei didn't speak, his throat moved, he smelled the porridge, and his stomach cried out, how long has he not felt hungry? Chengri was poked by mouths to feed all kinds of unbearable food, whether it was cold, hot, or good or bad, he was forced to live so humiliatingly in the jokes of others.

A hunger strike is impossible, he thought about biting his tongue, but when he put his tongue between his teeth, he couldn't be cruel, he was not afraid of death, he was not reconciled, and he was so humiliating to die, not reconciled to those despicable and vicious Who stepped on his bones and took control of the world ...

A Chou's ears are good, and since she heard the "coo" coming from his stomach, she was very happy. It was when Zhong Mingwei was interacting with her. She was so busy carrying a spoonful of porridge on her side. , While blowing cold and delivered to Zhong Mingwei's mouth: "It's not hot, let's eat!"

The warm and fragrant porridge was right in front of him. Zhong Mingwei slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the spoonful of thick white porridge in front of him, and then opened his mouth eagerly. Ah Chou was so flattered that he was so busy White porridge was fed into the man's mouth, and he digged a spoon while he was busy. Zhong Mingwei's mouth was wide open, and his eyes were staring at the spoon in Ahou's hand, which seemed to be a wailing chick.