The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 98: Bingdilian

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Zhong Mingwei looked at A Chou with his head lowered and couldn't help but curled his lips. Why is this girl so thin-skinned?

She was so reluctant to get up from his lap just now, but when she turned around, she was so red-faced again.

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A Chou is really thin-skinned, not just because of the "belly bag" he just blurted out, but also for other reasons.

A Chou didn’t wear a bellyband. He never had. It’s not because A Chou was too poor and couldn’t afford it. It was just a foot or two of cloth. If he couldn’t wear silk, couldn’t he also afford cotton? Ah Chou doesn't wear it because he doesn't really need to wear it. He has a child-like figure and no front or back. Why does he need to wear a bellyband? But recently, A Chou feels that there has been a slight change in his body...

She seems to have grown taller and has more flesh on her body, and gradually she can tell the front and back. Although it is still not so obvious, she herself knows the feeling of growth very well, just like Huanyi before. The older maid at the bureau said the same thing, and it was also the same as what Grandma Chen taught her. A Chou knew that she was developing into a big girl.

A Chou is very shy, especially shy in front of Zhong Mingwei.

There is no need for new clothes. A Chou is thinking that next time he goes to the market, he will have to pull two feet of cloth to make a bellyband, but what kind of flowers will he embroider on his bellyband then?

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"Do you think this pattern looks good?" A Chou suddenly raised his head and eagerly handed the half-embroidered piece of mandarin ducks playing in the water to Zhong Mingwei.

"You haven't finished the embroidery yet. How do I know whether it looks good or not?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the bare lotus flower bag on the embroidery piece and laughed dumbly.

"What about this one?" Ah Chou was so busy that he pulled out the three completed embroidery pieces from the sewing frame and brought them to Zhong Mingwei. "Do you think this looks good? This is Fish Playing Lotus. Among the leaves, this one is flying with two wings, and this one is the parallel lotus. Take a look, which one is more beautiful?"

"Why are you asking this?" Zhong Mingwei looked at the embroidery piece with a screwdriver in confusion. He really couldn't figure out why A Chou wanted to use this screwdriver to embroider and ask him. Then he looked at A Chou's face. , Zhong Mingwei became even more puzzled, "Why is his face so red?"

"Who told you to look at me? Look here!" Ah Chou was so furious that he slapped Zhong Mingwei's leg hard, "Tell me, which trick is the best?!"

"This." Zhong Mingwei pointed at the embroidered piece of lotus and said to Ah Chou. In fact, in his eyes, there was really no difference between the red and green patterns.

"Oh." A Chou stopped asking and was not in a hurry. He packed up the embroidery pieces and unconsciously took a few more glances at the embroidery pieces that tied the lotus.

"What happened?" Zhong Mingwei asked.

"I...I won't tell you! I won't tell you!" A Chou said with a blushing face and his neck, while he stood up and left with the sewing basket in a hurry.

"Alas! Why are you leaving?" Zhong Mingwei was anxious and turned his head to see A Chou into the main hall, "Girl, where are you going? What are you doing here alone?"

"Bask in the sunshine!" A Chou didn't even look back.

"Oh." Zhong Mingwei sniffed pitifully, stretched out his hand to pick up the half bowl of jasmine tea, and then brought it to his mouth, but someone snatched it away.

"How dare you drink such cold tea? Aren't you afraid of getting upset? Are you trying to make me angry?" A Chou stared at him, holding a tea bowl in one hand and a blanket in the other.

Zhong Mingwei knew he was in the wrong, so he apologized and begged for mercy. A Chou looked at him, put down the tea bowl, and covered him with a blanket. However, Zhong Mingwei was still sweating. Just as he was about to speak, A Chou heard He said sternly: "Although the sun is keeping you warm, it's getting cold after all, and the cool breeze warms you up."

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "The teacher taught you a lesson."

"Glib tongue!" A Chou glanced at him again, but couldn't help but laugh, and asked, "What do you want to eat this afternoon?"