The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 412: Girl, you are so beautiful

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"No! Don't even think about it!" Meiya couldn't even look at Zhong Mingwei. How could there be such a shameless man? She almost wanted to hit him, but where could she do it?

"Just take a look, really just a look," Zhong Mingwei was still grinding, speaking in a low tone, "Girl, let me take a look, I promise just to take a look, no... no touching It's yours, don't worry..."

"Bah! Zhong Mingwei, how thick-skinned are you?" Meiya spat at him. While looking at the closed door, she still blushed and slowly unbuttoned her middle coat. "Just, just take a look, this is what you said..."

"Yes, yes, yes! I promise I will only take one look!" Zhong Mingwei suddenly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. His eyes were staring directly at the girl's white and slender fingers, and he moved towards the girl little by little with his hands. Moving, Zhong Mingwei gradually stopped talking, and his eyes became darker...

"Look, are you sure?" Meiya stammered, holding the two corners of her middle coat with both hands, and a dense layer of goosebumps appeared all over her body. It was obvious that the room was not cold at all. She didn't do anything, but Meiya felt that being stared at by Zhong Mingwei was a hundred times more humiliating than being touched by him. When she spoke again, her voice was almost crying. "You... stop looking."

"One more look, one more look," Zhong Mingwei knew that his lustful behavior would definitely frighten Meiya, but he just couldn't control his eyes. He held Meiya's buttons while holding her He leaned forward with his hand and stared at the delicate lotus embroidered on the crimson satin. He took a deep breath and said roughly, "Girl, it's so beautiful. ”

"What's...what's good to see?" Meiya muttered in a low voice. It's not like she has never embroidered before.

Yes, Meiya has embroidered before, and she has also embroidered the Bingdilian more than once, but she used to embroider it for others.

"It looks good, it looks great on you," Zhong Mingwei said, reaching out to pull Mei Ya into his arms, pressing his whole face against Mei Ya's body, and letting out a satisfied gasp like a child, " Girl, you are so beautiful."

Meiya hugged Zhong Mingwei’s neck and put her chin on top of Zhong Mingwei’s head. She was no longer afraid. At this time, she gently rubbed the man’s hair while whispering: “I...I do embroidery work. You have to hurry up, I'll be able to get both of our wedding dresses out in less than a month, don't worry..."

"I'm not in a hurry," Zhong Mingwei whispered. He raised his head and met Meiya's dark eyes. He gently kissed the scar the size of a fingernail on Meiya's chin and said softly. , "Don't be anxious, just make the wedding dress in a down-to-earth manner, embroider whatever colors you like, and embroider well. Don't be anxious, I'll just wait for you."

"Bah! What you say is gentle, but all the time you are always doing the same thing as a disciple," Meiya spat at him, broke away from the man's hand, and got off the kang while buttoning up the buttons. "It's time to make dinner. If you don't, Mr. Gu will be angry."

"Let Pang Yi do it." Zhong Mingwei was a little reluctant to let Meiya go, and reached out to hold the girl's hand.

"No, Pang Yi's cooking is terrible," Meiya muttered, while slapping Zhong Mingwei's hand away, "I still have to stew big bones for you, Pang Yi doesn't know how to stew, even if he stews It doesn't taste good, and if it doesn't taste good, you won't be happy to eat it. If you don't eat the legs, your recovery will be slow, and your recovery will be slow. When you get married, you will definitely feel uncomfortable." Meiya's face turned red again at this point. , while secretly glancing at Zhong Mingwei's face, "I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Our good life is only once in a lifetime. I want you to be happy without leaving any regrets."

"Okay, it's all up to you," Zhong Mingwei said nothing more and stretched out his hand to Meiya, "Come here and help me down."

"What are you doing here?" Meiya frowned, "Wouldn't it be better to rest on the kang?"

"No," Zhong Mingwei shook his head and looked at Meiya with a smile, "You cook and I'll light the fire. Girl, if you value our marriage so much, of course I value it too. Let's do it together."

"Sure, you're right," Meiya smiled, went over to help Zhong Mingwei up, and said, "It's much better than the past few days. The medicine Mr. Gu prepared is really good."