The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 31: Sweet

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"But you only ate one bowl?" A Chou frowned, a little unhappy, "Obviously you ate two bowls yesterday."

Zhong Mingwei was embarrassed to say that he was not full yet, so he just repeated: "You eat."

The sweet red bean porridge was so delicious that he was a little reluctant to eat it and wanted to save it for A Chou. The girl kept saying that she would go back to the kitchen to eat, but he didn't believe it because he was afraid that the girl would be wronged and he couldn't bear to eat it.

"Oh," Ah Chou had no choice but to scoop a spoonful of red bean porridge and put it into her mouth. As soon as she ate it, her brows furrowed even more. She stared at Zhong Mingwei with dissatisfaction, "Isn't that right?" Is it delicious? Why do you only eat this little? Is it possible... that you are still picky about food at such an old age?"

Zhong Mingwei was a little embarrassed, coughed twice, and then said: "I've been lying down for a long time, but I still don't feel hungry, and my stomach always feels bloated."

"Oh, then I'll finish the porridge and rub your belly for you." A Chou was so busy eating the porridge that he didn't even care that the spoon was going in and out of Zhong Mingwei's mouth just now.

Zhong Mingwei watched the girl gobble it up without any sign of appetite, but when he looked at it, he felt... cute.

Yes, cute.

This is a word he never thought he would use. At this time, when he looked at A Chou, he naturally thought of this word that was a bit pretentious and even offensive.

He looked at A Chou's twitching cheeks and bright eyes, like a greedy little squirrel. He couldn't help but curled his lips and thought to himself, it seems that this girl loves sweets.

In fact, he originally loved to eat sweets. When he was a child, he ate horseshoe cakes, mille-feuille cakes, and milk tea. Later, when he got older, he knew his identity, so he was not too embarrassed to take it for granted. He ate in front of others, usually hiding in the study. His old grandmother, who had raised him with one hand, loved him the most. As soon as she saw him entering the study, she secretly brought sweets in. This was the master-servant relationship. The tacit understanding formed over many years was broken when the old lady passed away. He was already a young man in his late teens at that time, so naturally he would not cultivate such a childish tacit understanding with anyone anymore, so he No more sweets.

Later, when I got married at the age of 18, I remember that it was when I was newlywed. One day, when he was returning home from outside, he passed by the kitchen and saw a crowd of people in the kitchen. It was very lively, so he asked casually. , the boy told him with a smile that the princess was washing her hands and making soup in the kitchen. He thought it was interesting, so he quietly leaned towards the kitchen. He only took two steps when he heard Mrs. Ding say to the cook: " Your Highness doesn’t eat sugar, so don’t use honey on this roasted rabbit meat.”

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

He has long forgotten what kind of meal he had that day. He only remembers a large table filled with everything from cold dishes to soups to pastries, without a hint of sweetness.

……

"What's wrong? Have you been in a daze?" A Chou gently rubbed Zhong Mingwei's belly and watched as he continued to be in a daze. After enduring it for a long time, he asked, "What are you thinking about? Being in a daze like this?"

"It's nothing, it's all old things." Zhong Mingwei said softly. He felt the small hands rubbing back and forth on his lower abdomen, rubbing it in circles, carefully avoiding the bedsores on his lower abdomen. Zhong Mingwei felt so comfortable. Couldn't help but sigh.