The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"No, I have given my mother a ceremonial gift for thirty years, which is considered filial piety, and it is time for me to have my own birthday now," Zhong Mingwei smiled at A Choudao while lowering his head and continuing to pick noodles. Sucking into his mouth, he said vaguely, "Girl, longevity noodles are really delicious."

A Chou looked at the back of his head, at the slight sweat on his neck. It was nothing, uncomfortable tension in her heart, and she wanted to cry a little. She sat back again, taking a veil and gently wiping him with sweat. One side said softly: "Zhong Mingwei, I will make longevity noodles for you every year."

"Okay," Zhong Mingwei sullenly eats noodles, his voice is a bit ambiguous, dumb, and ugly. He always feels that Zhong Mingwei is crying. When he is surprised, he looks at Zhong Mingwei and raises his face, hooking her lips. , "Girl, wipe my face, the face has been dampened by the heat."

"Okay." A Chou looked at the wet face, and the slightly red eyes, said nothing, pinched the veil, and wiped him carefully.

"Yeah, I asked you just now, did you make such long noodles?" Zhong Mingwei laid his head down to eat noodles again. While eating the noodles, he didn't forget to continue the question just now, "How can I do this?" What about the long noodles? "

"Hey, I have an exclusive secret recipe, the secret recipe can't be easily circulated," A Chou hey smiled, and also picked up the bowl, while staring at Zhong Mingwei narrowly, "But if you promise to go to the yard to sunbathe me Just tell you. "

"Success, but you must be tired again by then." Zhong Mingwei said.

In the past two days, Zhong Mingwei's body has become better, his arms are already very flexible, and the strength on his back is also stronger, but his legs are still soft and can't be used at all. From two days ago, A Chou began to help Zhong Mingwei out of bed and tried to stand, but it was unsuccessful. Once, A Chou fell to help him, when his arm was green, and Zhong Mingwei was very angry. Nothing wants to get out of bed anymore. Ah Chou is anxious, but he can't force him, so today, A Chou took a good time to say this.

Sure enough, Zhong Mingwei did not refuse, but agreed with full mouth.

"What are you tired, accompany you, I'm happy." A ugly smiled, lowered his head and continued to slurp noodles, the little grab on the back of the head with the red head rope indiscriminately followed her to eat noodles Action, motion, motion, like some kind of furry little animal.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the little grin without blinking, and his heart was going to change.

He is no longer the grandest prince of the East Palace, he is a worthless prince, wrong, he is not even as good as the prince, his life is in the hands of someone in the deep courtyard of the capital, or it is In the hands of his father, he could die Huang Quan at any time. Not only that, he was paralyzed, and he could not take care of himself by eating and drinking, and dragged this half-dead body so shamefully, so sadly and tragically ...

How pitiful and miserable he is.

But he thought it was a good time he had never had.

He would rather be so paralyzed forever ...

Do not!

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

No, not just rewards.

...

After breakfast, Ah Chou went to bed and rubbed Zhong Mingwei for half an hour, and then started rubbing his legs. In the past, Zhong Mingwei's legs were hard, although the outer skin was a little loose, but the meat inside was It ’s as hard as a stone, and it takes a lot of effort to rub it up. After so long rubbing, Zhong Mingwei ’s legs are much softer than before, and he has recovered his elasticity. It is more and more like a normal man ’s legs and feet. It's just that you can't eat on your legs.

"Don't worry, where is this? Where do you want to be a big fat man in one breath?" A Chou rubbed his legs while giving him great strength, "This is just over two months old, you See what your hands are like, not to mention noodles with chopsticks, now I will give you pen, ink, paper, ink, ink, ink, paper, ink, ink, ink kind?"