The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Oh, then wait, they are all good books! The shopkeeper told me that you must love to read them! Knowing that his penny was not in vain, Ah Chou immediately became very happy, and happily held the bowl Chopsticks are out.

This stupid girl! Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but smile when Ah Chou was gone.

What good books can there be in such a remote place? In the past, the collection of books in his house was astonishing in scale, and there were not many books he liked to read, and they were all orphans. The boss was just casually soliciting customers, and this girl believed it.

How to do?

Such a stupid and stupid girl, he didn't dare to let her go out, if only he could hide her at home every day, so that no one else could see her.

A big man who has never cared about women, at this time, he actually thinks that Golden House Cangjiao is actually a very beautiful word.

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This...is this the book you bought? Zhong Mingwei looked at the book in front of him, and sweat broke out all over his face. He wiped the sweat with his sleeve carelessly while trembling his lips, and it took him a long time to make a sound , You really bought this, this, this?

Yeah, isn't it really good? Hehehe! Ah Chou looked arrogant and smug, pointing to a book with a picture on the cover in the middle, asking for praise from Zhong Mingwei, Look how elegant the cover of this book is. , There are flowers, there are flowers, there are vases, and the names are nice, such as vases and plums, it must be a good book, don't you think?

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

What's the matter with you? Didn't you eat the muffin? Why are you coughing again? Ah Chou hurriedly sat over to pat him on the back, frowning and said, Did you catch a cold? You kicked the quilt last night Is it?

Cough, cough, cough! It's okay! Cough, cough! Zhong Mingwei shook his hands, and a man in his thirties blushed and was speechless once in a while.

Wait, I'll get you a bowl of tea again. Ah Chou was really worried, so he got up and poured tea for Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the so-called bottle and plum book in his hand... for a while, his mouth was dry and his heart was beating wildly.

It's the first time for a man in his thirties to read these pornographic books. It's not like there were no such books in the palace before, but who dares to present this screwdriver to the crown prince? He didn't have such hobbies in the past, and the number of times he even went to the back house was very few, and he couldn't remember that there was such a thing in the world...

Cough cough cough!

good stuff.

Although I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs running. Besides, I am a man in his thirties like Zhong Mingwei, so what does he not understand?

Why is your face still so red? Ah Chou came in with tea, looked at Zhong Mingwei's flushed face, frowned again, and asked worriedly while passing the water, Is it really all right? Are you feeling well?

It's okay, it's really okay, Zhong Mingwei shook his head in a hurry, took the tea and drank the tea bowl upside down, then put the tea bowl on the table, looked at Ah Chou with complicated eyes, and took a sip. Pursing her lips, she said, Girl, you...do you know what books these are?

What book? Ah Chou didn't understand. He glanced at the books all over the bed, and then his eyes fell on Zhong Mingwei's face. Isn't it just this book? No, what exactly do you want to ask?

No, I'm talking about you... Do you know what kind of bottle and what kind of book this is? Do you know what's in it? When Zhong Mingwei was able to say this, he really let go of his old face. He was not ashamed to read Ah Chou, so he picked up another copy and asked A Chou, What about this one? Treasure of Flowers?

What kind of bottle and what kind of plum? And about flower tasting? Are these books about planting flowers? Ah Chou tilted his head and asked, while muttering, That shouldn't be interesting, and the shopkeeper is really, actually Lie to me! But it’s okay, let’s plant some flowers in the yard next spring, just in time.”