The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Zhong Mingwei opened his mouth obediently and took a sip of the tea. It was indeed fragrant. He had never drank such fragrant tea, such fragrant tea as Fenghuang Dancong, but it was not as fragrant as the cheap jasmine in this large rough porcelain bowl.

Is it fragrant? Ah Chou asked, with a look of expectation on his face.

Sweet. Zhong Mingwei looked into her dark eyes, and said the words very gently, I have never drank such fragrant tea.

Haha! That's for sure. I picked out the tea pots one by one, especially the big ones. Ah Chou was a little proud, and fed Zhong Mingwei a few more sips of tea. When I was making tea just now, haha , I think it smells better than incense.

Did you buy tea? Zhong Mingwei asked in surprise. He hadn't asked Ah Chou's family, but he knew what their situation was like now, and he knew that A Chou was a frugal person by looking at A Chou's style. Master who can spend money to buy tea.

I bought it when I saw it. If you like it, I'll make you a bowl every day, A Chou was a little shy, and obviously didn't want to talk about jasmine. She put the empty tea bowl aside and was so busy. Bring over the plate of bright yellow sticky bean buns, pinch one and put it in front of Zhong Mingwei, Try it quickly, I bought it at the market, it is said to be a specialty of Ningguta, called sticky bean buns, I bought some specially Come back and give you a taste.

Is it sticky? Seeing Zhong Mingwei finish eating a sticky bean bun slowly, Ah Chou hurriedly asked, Zhong Mingwei, who has been bedridden for a long time, is actually not suitable for eating indigestible food like sticky bean buns, but Ah Chou looked at it. The steaming hot sticky bean buns just out of the pan wanted to let Zhong Mingwei try it too. Although he couldn't walk now, Ah Chou didn't want him to be wronged at all, especially when it came to tongue.

You'll know if you taste it? Zhong Mingwei was still chewing, he hadn't eaten something so chewy for a long time, it was a bit like a donkey rolling, sticky, sweet, hot, It's his favorite taste, and it should be the girl's favorite taste too. Zhong Mingwei raised his chin and looked at Ah Chou, Why don't you eat it?

Oh, I've eaten it at the market, you can eat it, Ah Chou was too busy to open his eyes, and took another sticky bean bun and sent it to Zhong Mingwei, saying, No matter how delicious it is, I can only eat two. , I’m afraid it’s hard to digest, the steamed buns are still hot in the pot, I’ll bring you another steamed stuffed bun later.”

Zhong Mingwei ate another half of a sticky bean bun with Ah Chou's hand. While eating the sticky bean bun, Zhong Mingwei stared at A Chou's sleeve for a long time, and suddenly noticed something strange. He stopped his mouth, sucked his nose, and then He frowned and looked at Ah Chou: Why did you come back so late?

A Chou shook her hand, and half of the sticky bean bun fell on the bed. She was obviously taken aback. She picked up the sticky bean bun and held it in her hand, not daring to feed Zhong Mingwei again. She lowered her head a little. Er was at a loss and said: No...it's nothing, it's not easy to buy, I traveled a few more places to buy it, that's why I came back late...

It's so late, what clothes do you need to change? Zhong Mingwei stared at Ah Chou's high collar, his eyes were a little heavy. In the early summer of May and a half, there is no need to wear such thick clothes, and the collar is still so high. This girl was wearing a water-blue round-neck summer dress in the morning, but why she changed into such an autumn dress at this time, there must be something wrong.