The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

Hao Dongqing reminded himself repeatedly that he must abide by his duty as a bodyguard, be honest and well-behaved, and while he was muttering, Meiya had already arrived at Fengyu Bieyuan, and was about to reach out to grab the knocker and call the door , and saw that Hao Dongqing was running ahead of her, had already trotted over, grabbed the door knocker, and then knocked on the door. Meiya stood aside and waited, but after waiting for a while, no one came to open the door, so Hao Dongqing put it down. After knocking on the door knocker, she turned to look at Meiya: Princess, it seems that there is no one here?

No, Miss Gu is resting at home these two days, why isn't she at home? And the door is still plugged in from the inside. Meiya frowned and said, Renhuitang arranged for Gu Qing and Tongyue to have two Tianxiu Mu, Meiya only came to visit when she was at home.

Maybe he fell asleep, Hao Dongqing said, squinting and looking at the Fengyu Bieyuan in front of him, and said, I see that this house is not small, and I am afraid that four or five people will enter the courtyard. There is a knock on the door, too.

Okay then, let's go back first. Meiya said a little wearily, turned around and went down the steps, and suddenly turned her head to stare at Hao Dongqing.

Princess, what are your orders? Hao Dongqing trembled from her stare, the dignified seven-foot man took a step back in embarrassment, and almost fell off the steps. Fortunately, Hao Dongqing had quick eyesight and quick hands , was too busy to support the wall with one hand, and finally stood firm, and then Hao Dongqing felt more and more ashamed of himself, lowered his head and sniffed, like a puppy whose head was hit by mud.

Remember, you are not allowed to call me Princess in the future, Meiya stared at him, just call me Madam, you know?

Understood, Hao Dongqing hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and asked cautiously, Then at home? Is it called... Wangfei or Madam?

Ma'am! Meiya was amused by his cowardly look, but she held back in the end, stared at Hao Dongqing with a sullen face, and said coldly, There are no women in the southern Xinjiang camp, right? ? Look at your tall boss, why do you act so cowardly when you see me? Could it be that you have never seen a woman before?

Yes, Hao Dongqing said in a low voice. He didn't know why Meiya insisted on asking this question, but he honestly followed Meiya forward while answering in a low voice, There are people in our team. A cook who is over forty years old, with a big arm and a round waist, with a voice that is louder than a blind man, not very good at cooking, but has a good temper.

Are you afraid of her? Meiya couldn't help it a little, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

Brothers in Nanjiang Daying are not afraid of her. Hao Dongqing didn't feel ashamed, looked at Meiya's puzzled face, and then quickly explained to Meiya, She can be very lenient. If there are leftovers, she will chase after others and scold them, and if anyone dares to comment on her cooking skills, she can chase them with an iron spoon and beat them! That's tough.

But no matter how tough she is, she can't compare with you guys, can she? Meiya was a little curious, Since she is so fierce, why didn't you see any resistance? Or just kick her out?

She's not just fierce, she's also quite nice. Hao Dongqing scratched her head, paused for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice was soft, Every brother in our team She remembers birthdays, and she also remembers where each brother is from. Every year on birthdays, we forget about it, but she can cook us a home-cooked meal. Although the taste is a bit bad, but the heart is good. Let’s go,” Hao Dongqing laughed even harder at this point, the 18-year-old boy smiled like a golden sunflower, “I just won’t be able to eat it this year.”