The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

But you only ate one bowl? Ah Chou frowned, feeling a little unhappy, You obviously ate two bowls yesterday.

Zhong Mingwei didn't have the nerve to say that he wasn't full yet, so he just repeated: You eat.

The sweet red bean porridge was so delicious that he was a little bit reluctant to eat it, and wanted to save it for Ah Chou. He didn't believe it when the girl kept saying that she would go back to the kitchen to eat, for fear that the girl would wrong him, so he couldn't bear to eat it.

Oh, Ah Chou had no choice but to scoop up a spoonful of red bean porridge and put it into her mouth. As soon as she ate it, her brows wrinkled even more. She stared at Zhong Mingwei dissatisfiedly, This is not delicious Is it? Why do you only eat this? Is it possible... You are so old, but you are still picky eaters?

Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and then said: After lying down for a long time, I never feel hungry, my stomach is always full.

Oh, then I'll rub your stomach after eating the porridge. Ah Chou was so busy eating the porridge, he didn't care that the spoon was still in and out of Zhong Mingwei's mouth just now.

Zhong Mingwei looked at the girl gobbling it up, without any signs of eating at all, but he saw it, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt...cute.

Yes, cute.

This is a word that he never thought he would use. At this time, when he looked at Ah Chou, he naturally thought of this somewhat pretentious and even silly word.

He looked at Ah Chou's fluttering cheeks and sparkling eyes, just like a greedy little squirrel, he couldn't help curling his lips, thinking, it seems that this girl is a sweet eater.

In fact, he also loved sweets at first. When he was a child, he ate horseshoe cake, mille-feuille, and milk tea. Later, when he got older, he knew his identity, so he didn't feel ashamed to show it in front of others. Eat, usually hide in the study, the old mother who raised him with one hand loves him the most, as soon as she sees him enter the study, she sneaks in the sweets, this is what the master and servant have formed over the years. The tacit understanding, after the old mother went, this tacit understanding was broken, he was a boy of sixteen or seventeen at that time, and naturally he would not cultivate such a childish tacit understanding with anyone, so he stopped eating Sweets too.

Later, when we got married at the age of eighteen, I remember when we were newlyweds, one day he returned home from outside and passed the kitchen. He saw a group of people in the kitchen, which was very lively. He asked casually, boy He smiled and told him that it was the princess who washed her hands and made soup. He thought it was interesting, so he quietly approached the kitchen, and only took two steps before listening to Mrs. Ding say to the cook: Your Highness doesn't eat sugar. , don’t brush honey on this roasted rabbit meat.”

Then, his feet stopped, and then, he entered the study without looking back.

He didn't remember what meal he ate that day, but he only remembered a large table full, from cold dishes to soups to pastries, without a trace of sweetness.

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What's wrong? You've been in a daze? Ah Chou gently rubbed Zhong Mingwei's stomach, watched him being lost in thought, and endured it for a long time before asking, What are you thinking? You're so lost in thought?

It's nothing, it's all old stuff. Zhong Mingwei said softly, he felt those little hands rubbing back and forth on his lower abdomen, carefully avoiding the pressure sores on his lower abdomen, Zhong Mingwei was so comfortable that he couldn't help it sigh.