The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 46: Moved a bit

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"What's wrong?" Zhong Mingwei calmed down and met A Chou's straight eyes.

"No...it's nothing," Achou looked away in a hurry, but the high heat on her cheeks betrayed her mood. She rubbed her face in annoyance and coughed twice, "It's only been five years." Why is it so hot on a moonlit day?"

Zhong Mingwei looked at her, moved his lips, and wanted to say something, if it was too hot, he could have a cup of herbal tea, but he still didn't say it.

Now, apart from talking and being served, he has no other abilities. He is a useless person, a real useless person.

"Let me trim your nails again," A Chou held Zhong Mingwei's hand again. Zhong Mingwei's hands were really beautiful, except that they were still a little pale. These hands were washed clean by A Chou every day. Yes, there wasn't even a speck of dirt between the fingernails. A Chou didn't rush to get the scissors, but gently pinched Zhong Mingwei's fingers. While looking at him, he asked expectantly, "Can you feel it?"

The girl's hand was held by this girl. The girl's hand was soft and warm. She gently squeezed the pads of his fingers. Zhong Mingwei's heart was beating, just like the fingers on his fingers at this moment. Skin, he met A Chou's eyes, and when he spoke again, he could not conceal his joy: "You... pinch me again!"

"Ah? Okay!" A Chou was startled, then understood, and happily squeezed Zhong Mingwei a few more times, and then she watched helplessly, and the finger in her hand actually trembled slightly. Although it was only a small tremor, A Chou jumped up with joy.

"Zhong Mingwei! Zhong Mingwei! Your finger moved! It moved!" Ah Chou was so excited, otherwise she wouldn't have dared to call Zhong Mingwei by his name, and she didn't dare to touch his finger rashly, just pouting like this Lying on the bed, he stared at his finger and said excitedly, "Zhong Mingwei, try again and see if you can move the other fingers?"

Zhong Mingwei was also very excited. In the past, he was a calm and steady man, but now a thin layer of sweat broke out on his entire forehead. He tried hard to move his hands, but for some reason it was so easy. But it was as difficult as climbing to the sky. He held his breath and exerted his strength several times in a row. Later, the breath was exhausted, but his fingers never moved again.

After holding in his energy for a long time, Zhong Mingwei panted heavily with exhaustion, his eyes full of disappointment. Before he could even sigh, his numb hand was held by someone again.

"It's okay. You are recuperating. It's most taboo to be impatient. Let's take it slow. It's okay." A Chou held the stretched hand and gently moved it little by little. Rubbing it to soften the stiff hand, she took the scissors over, grabbed Zhong Mingwei's thumb, and said, "That's it for today. Don't be too tired. Let's go again tomorrow." Keep practicing."

"I think it's useless to practice." Zhong Mingwei said dullly.

"Who said it's useless? You know it's useless if you don't practice?" A Chou frowned and looked at him, looking at the corners of his tight lips, he couldn't help but soften. When he spoke again His voice also became softer, "I will give you a hot compress every day from now on, and then give you a massage to activate your blood circulation, and you will get better."

"You...why are you wasting all this energy on me?" Zhong Mingwei was really blocked in his heart.