The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

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At night, I still eat shepherd's purse big meat buns, but there is also the porridge cooked by Ah Chou, not white porridge. It is a vegetable porridge with a handful of shepherd's purse and vermicelli. The spoonful of salt is also available, but the taste is much better than white porridge.

Zhong Mingwei is not a porridge that has n’t tasted salty. What about shiitake mushroom chicken porridge, yam pork ribs porridge, sashimi porridge, little casserole porridge. The salty porridge is different from the past. It is simple and light. Zhong Mingwei drank two bowls and had a little bit of meaning. But looking at the big buns on the plate, he decided to leave a little belly for the big stuffed buns.

I do n’t know if I still mind the quilt incident at noon. A Chou obviously behaved a lot. He fed Zhong Mingwei ’s two buns little by little. When she picked up the third bun, Zhong Mingwei was busy. Shaking his head, he couldn't eat any more, and Ahou put the bun into his mouth.

"Do you live in the kitchen at night?" Swallowing the bun in the mouth, Zhong Mingwei asked the question that held in his heart for several days. During the day, A Chou said that when the Duan family had been living in the firewood room, he was always frozen and awake. Zhong Mingwei began to feel distressed. At this time, he looked at a grass on Ahou's hair, and he felt even more distressed.

"Ah? Yeah." Ah Chou nodded.

"Take out the partial room, you live in the partial room, don't live in the kitchen," Zhong Mingwei whispered, he actually didn't want to say that, but he couldn't hold it anymore, "sleeping against the south wall, warm, can Sun in the sun. "

As soon as Ah Chou's heart was hot, her eyes were a little bit tide. She hated herself like this. She was always so restless. She ate the buns in her mouth in three mouths and then drew her brows and said: "It's okay. Leaky, the place is also big, I live quite conveniently. "

"Why don't you stay in a room? What kind of firewood room does a good-looking girl live in?" Zhong Mingwei was a little annoyed and rushed a little. "You see you have grass all over your hair and a smell of oily smoke, which girl?" Home like you? "

"Oh, is that right?" Ah Choo was too busy to put down the chopsticks and pulled it in her hair. Sure enough, she found a grass. She squeezed the grass a little bit pretendingly. "Then I ... I'll take a few days Go and sort out the partial house. "

"As soon as possible." Zhong Mingwei couldn't see her scratchy look, turned his face, and faced the wall, he was a little angry, angry with himself, and he couldn't do anything other than make people cry. He was angry with his big man in his thirties, but he was always affected by a little girl in her twenties.

A Chou looked at Zhong Mingwei and stopped talking. He said nothing, and then brought out all the chopsticks.

When she went out to the main hall, A Chou Dun stopped her foot, and she walked towards the partial room, gently pushed open the door of the partial room, and looked at the empty room except for a few large wooden boxes, her brows frowned. The word "chuan".

In this partial room, there is no bed, how can she live in?

Ugh!

Jiasheng thirty-two years May twelve

Ninguta

Ah Chou has to go down the mountain again. There is not much rice noodles left at home. She has to go down the mountain to buy food. She has to buy some more meat dishes. In fact, there are so many shepherd's purse and dandelion in the mountain. However, Zhong Mingwei was not allowed to eat wild vegetables every day. When he was in the hospital that day, Lang Zhong explained that patients like him were the most vulnerable.