The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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"Oh, then you're waiting, it's all good books! People tell the shopkeeper, you must love reading!" Knowing that his money has no white flowers, A Chou immediately frowned, holding the bowl with joy. The chopsticks are out.

"This stupid girl!" Zhong Aiwei couldn't help but smile when she walked away.

What good books can there be in such a remote place? In the past, the collection of books in his house was astonishing. The books he loved to read were really few, and they were all solitary ones. The boss just believed in attracting customers.

How to do?

Such a stupid and stupid girl, he didn't dare to let her go out, if only she could be hidden at home every day, not to be seen by others.

A big man who never cares about women, at this time actually thinks "Jinwu Zangjiao" is actually a particularly beautiful word.

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"This ... this is the book you bought?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the book in front of him, and suddenly a sweat appeared on his face. He wiped the sweat with his sleeves tremblingly while trembling his lips. , "This and this are all really bought by you?"

"Yeah, isn't it very good? Hey, hey!" A ugly face is proud and petite, pointing at a book with a picture cover in the middle, while discussing praise with Zhong Mingwei, "You see the cover of this book is very elegant , There are flowers, flowers and vases, and the name is also pretty. What bottle and plum are definitely good books, do you say that? "

"Cough cough cough!" The next second, Zhong Mingwei coughed violently again.

"What's the matter with you? Didn't you eat the sponge cake? Why did you cough again?" A Chou sat so busy that he slapped him on the back, frowning. "Are you cold? Kicked the quilt last night Is it right? "

"Cough cough cough! It's okay! Cough cough cough!" Zhong Mingwei shook his hand, a big man in his thirties rarely blushed and said nothing.

"Wait, I'll pour you a bowl of tea again." Ah Chou was uneasy, got up and poured tea for Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the so-called bottle and plum book in his hand ... There was a dry mouth and a heartbeat.

The 30-year-old grandfathers really read these Ziyan books for the first time. It was not in the former palace, but who dare to give this Prince a wandering thing? He had no such preference in the past. Even the number of times he went to the house was one of the few, and he couldn't remember how there was such a thing in the world ...

Cough cough cough!

good stuff.

Although I have n’t eaten pork, I ’ve seen pigs running. Besides, it ’s a big man in his thirties like Zhong Mingwei, why do n’t he understand?

"Why is this face so red?" A Chou came in with a cup of tea, looked at Zhong Mingwei's blushing face, and frowned again, while passing the water, he asked in peace, "Is it really all right?" Not uncomfortable? "

"It's okay, it's really okay," Zhong Mingwei shook his head busy, took the tea and drank the tea bowl upside down, and then put the tea bowl on the table, while looking at the ugly eyes with complicated eyes. He pursed his lips and said, "Girl, you ... do you know what these books are?"

"What book?" A Chou didn't understand. He glanced at the book full of bed, and his eyes fell on Zhong Mingwei's face again. "Isn't this the book? No, what do you want to ask?"

"No, I mean you ... do you know what kind of bottle and what is a plum book? Do you know what is said here?" When Zhong Mingwei could say this, it was almost out of his old face. He wasn't very interested in seeing Ah Chou. On the other hand, he picked up another one and asked Ah Chou, "What about this?" Pin Hua Bao Jian "?"

"What bottle and plum? There are flowers? Is this all about flower-growing books?" A Chou asked, tilting his head, muttering his mouth. "That should be meaningless, the shopkeeper is really, actually. Fool me! But fortunately, we will plant some flowers in the yard next spring and it will just work. "