The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 437: I am just sick

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"Sir," Meiya walked over and sat next to Gu Changlin, going to take the medicine pestle from Gu Changlin's hand, "Let me help you."

"I can do it myself," Gu Changlin shook his head and looked at Meiya sideways, with both pity and helplessness in his eyes. He didn't say anything, turned away again, and continued to pound the medicine a few times. , then put down the pestle, turned his face again, lowered his voice and said, "Girl, come in quickly."

Meiya doesn’t want to go in at all. She used to always rely on the sweet place that she doesn’t want to come out of, but now she doesn’t want to go in at all. She knows that Zhong Mingwei is waiting for her inside, and she also knows that Zhong Mingwei has been worried all day long. Oh my god, but she just didn't want to go in, not at all.

"Girl, be obedient," Gu Changlin looked at Meiya's face and lowered his voice, "Ming Wei is so anxious that he hasn't eaten all day. If you don't go in, you will kill him. ?"

After hearing this, Meiya couldn't help but feel a sore nose. She was no longer stubborn at that moment. She got up and walked towards the bedroom. When she reached the bedroom door, she stopped again and took a deep breath. He took a breath, tried hard to suppress the grievance and sadness in his heart, and then gently opened the door.

"Alas!" Gu Changlin looked at the closed door and couldn't help but sigh.

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"I'll be back..." As soon as Meiya opened her mouth, before she finished her sentence, she noticed something was wrong in the room. Broken porcelain shards were all over the floor, spread from one end to the other, even herself. There were several pieces lying in front of her. Meiya was startled, and then she turned sideways and looked at the table. Sure enough, the pile of dishes that had been placed on the table had disappeared. When she looked at the man on the kang, he was furious. Looking at herself, Meiya couldn't suppress the fire in her heart. She took two steps forward, glared at Zhong Mingwei, and growled, "You are sick!"

The next second, those angry eyes dimmed suddenly, like two lanterns that were suddenly blown out. Zhong Mingwei looked up at Meiya, his lips trembled, and he made an indescribable sound. It sounds ugly and weird: "Yes, I am sick."

Meiya couldn't see him like this, even though she felt resentful towards him in her heart, but at this time, facing this haggard and gray face, she could no longer get angry. She walked over and sat down On the edge of the Kang, he reached out and held Zhong Mingwei's hand: "I didn't mean anything else, I was just casually..."

"You're right! I'm sick!" Zhong Mingwei cut off Meiya's words abruptly. He shook off Meiya's hand and pointed at his face with trembling fingers, "I'm sick! I am Sick!"

"You...what's wrong with you?" Meiya was frightened. Zhong Mingwei had never had such a crazy and twisted expression. For a moment, besides looking at that face in confusion, she actually said Nothing else to say.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me?" Zhong Mingwei was still trembling. He raised his hand and overturned the small table on the kang. As if it was not enough, he went to kick the quilt again and said viciously, "What can I do? I'm just sick! I'm sick!"

"Don't be like this..." Meiya was so anxious that her eyes were red.

She didn’t know how she had stimulated Zhong Mingwei, and she didn’t know why Zhong Mingwei suddenly changed today. She was really scared and wanted to hold Zhong Mingwei back, but she didn’t dare. Not only did she not dare, she He backed away, and he didn't know that this move irritated Zhong Mingwei again. Zhong Mingwei kicked all the quilts and pillows to the ground.

"Let's go! Let's go!" Zhong Mingwei stared at Meiya, his eyes scarlet red. There was nothing more that could be thrown on the kang. He just sat on the kang, breathing heavily while Staring at Meiya, "I'm sick anyway! You won't want me anyway!"

"Mingwei!" Meiya's heart was broken when she heard what he said, and she couldn't care less about being afraid. She walked quickly to Zhong Mingwei, hugged Zhong Mingwei, and hugged him tightly. She pressed her face against his, feeling the heat and trembling from his body. When she spoke again, Meiya's voice was already crying, "Mingwei, how could I not want you? Mingwei, yes I'm afraid you won't want me anymore, Mingwei, I'm really afraid you won't want me anymore..."

The originally crazy eyes gradually became clear as the girl sobbed. Zhong Mingwei’s lips trembled, wanting to say something, but in the end he didn’t say anything. He just stretched out his hand and hugged Meiya tightly. , the sobs came from his ears, like whips, whipping him up and down, and he hugged Mei Ya tighter: "Girl, I am a bastard, I scared you, girl, it was me bastard, don't You're crying, please stop crying..."