The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Ma'am, what do you mean? Chen Qingxuan couldn't help laughing dumbfoundedly. While stamping the snow on the padded shoes, he looked at Meiya's flushed face. For some reason, Chen Qingxuan felt that Meiya had become more beautiful. Of course, he never thought Meiya was ugly before, but now, Meiya is obviously much more beautiful and refined than before. The little girl who used to be always unkempt and timid towards everyone, is now so radiant. Chen Qingxuan knew that this kind of confidence and confidence did not come from the sudden canonization decree of Long Live Lord, so Chen Qingxuan was very happy for Meiya.

Anyway, you have to stay today, Meiya said with a smile, I'm making eight-treasure porridge today, and I'm good at it. If you don't drink it, you may regret it.

Since that's the case, then I can't have any regrets, Chen Qingxuan said with a smile, while nodding to Meiya, showing three fingers, I will order three big bowls of eight-treasure porridge with my wife first.

Sigh! Success! We agreed on three big bowls, and there will be a lot in one mouthful! Meiya squinted her eyes with joy, and hurriedly urged Chen Qingxuan, Mr. Chen, I won't delay you Time, Mr. Ding is still waiting for you.

Okay, Chen Qingxuan nodded, walked towards Ding Yunwen's room, and then met Zhong Mingwei who came out of the room head-on, and was so busy that he bowed his hands and said, I've seen you.

Okay, let's go in quickly, Zhong Mingwei nodded, watching Chen Qingxuan enter the room, Zhong Mingwei rolled his eyes at the closed door, then walked slowly to Meiya's side, leaning against a Zhuzi stood slantedly, looking down at Meiya from a high position, with a morality that I am very displeased with, You are really going too far now.

Why did I go too far? I just asked Mr. Chen to have a meal together, what are you thinking about? You stand up and talk to me, Meiya couldn't see Zhong Mingwei's sloppy behavior, and was afraid that he would stand like this It will tire the injured leg. I see people who are already thirty-four. They don't stand or sit. Fortunately, they grew up listening to Mr. Ding's teachings.

I said it! Don't mention my fake age! You mention it again! Huh! Zhong Mingwei was in a bad mood immediately, and the Chinese New Year was coming soon, and everyone was happy and busy, but he just couldn't be happy. As the year approached, he became more and more irritable, simply because he was going to be one year older this New Year.

I don't mention you are thirty-four, Meiya said with a look of disgust, while gouging Zhong Mingwei, and according to Grandma Chen, you are already thirty-six.

Grandma Chen was talking about age, and one age is two years old. Of course, this was all for Chen Qingxuan to listen to. There was a strong desire to urge marriage in what she said. Rao, the old man no longer forced Chen Qingxuan. Qingxuan married a wife and had children, which made him prepare steadily for the exam, but he couldn't hold back his longing for his grandson-in-law and grandson, so the older he got, the more he would talk about his age, which made Chen Qingxuan fluctuate every now and then. Running to Nanshan Bieyuan, firstly, because he was really willing to follow Ding Yun's literary skills, and secondly, because he wanted to hide himself.

Zhong Mingwei looked hopeless: So you are going to grab your man's weakness and stab your man in the heart every day?

Then you're welcome, just poke me once every day, no, no, no, I'm much more generous than you, you can poke a few more times, Meiya couldn't help but frowned when she saw him like this. Smiling, he couldn't help but sighed, Oh! Seeing that I'm going to be eighteen years old, time really flies by!

The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched: ...

He kind of wants to hit someone, really really wants to!