"Really pretending so much?" Meiya listened to the man's rambling, the more she listened, the softer her heart became, and her body softened accordingly. She curled up in the man's arms like a big shrimp, her fingers on the man's chest. Drawing circles back and forth, he frowned for a while and said in embarrassment, "Your place is already full, and I'm afraid there will be no room for our dolls in the future. How can this be good?"
"You narrow girl!" Zhong Mingwei smiled and kissed the girl's slightly sweaty forehead, holding her face in his hands, and said softly, "For a girl, this heart is very big, and she can pretend Go in with all the people and things about the girls, so naturally there are seats for the dolls, so don't worry about it."
"What about other people?" Meiya asked with a slanted face, full of beating virtue, "Isn't it also very big and big enough to contain everything?"
"That can't be done," Zhong Mingwei let her act coquettishly, and shook his head decisively to show his loyalty, "For others, this heart is stingy, not much bigger than a needle nose."
"Hey, Zhong Mingwei, I just like your temperament that never lies!" The little girl who succeeded in acting like a baby immediately beamed with joy, and kissed her man again. So good?"
"Girl, you, you let go of me first," Zhong Mingwei bowed back in embarrassment, with a little unsteady breath, "You...you hug me too tightly..."
"What? You don't like me like this the most..." Meiya was startled, and then she understood, she let go of her hand obediently, and then blushed and whispered, "Then... what should I do then? This, this is still It will take six or seven months..."
"It's okay, I'm going to take a shower." Zhong Mingwei's face was also a little red, he was really uncomfortable, since Meiya became pregnant, he has been enduring it, although it is hard work, he is also happy, but this time he is with Meiya The bud was too close, and the smell of Meiya was in his lungs, he couldn't stand it, so Zhong Mingwei let go of Meiya awkwardly, and stood up.
"What kind of bath do you take in the daytime?" Meiya muttered softly, reaching out to grab the man's hand, looking at the man with watery eyes, and shy when she spoke again, "Ming Wei, Actually, I'm quite dexterous."
The corner of Zhong Mingwei's mouth twitched suddenly: "... how coincidental can it be?"
"You want to see and see?" Meiya lowered her head and smiled. Before Zhong Mingwei could reply, she quickly got off the soft couch, and then dragged the man towards the bedroom, "You will find out later."
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February 20, the first year of Tianding
He Chengzhi set off for the northwest.
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Royal study.
Meiya ordered the small kitchen to prepare lunch, and came to eat with Zhong Mingwei.
"Where's Siwen?" Zhong Mingwei saw that she came by himself, and asked casually.
"I'm sleeping," Meiya said, throwing a handkerchief to wipe Zhong Mingwei's hands, and said with emotion, "I just sent General He away, the little guy wailed for a long time, and then fell asleep when he was tired of crying." Alright, I ordered the palace staff to tidy up the side hall, so that he can live in the side hall in the future."
"It's just that your current body is not suitable for taking care of a child, and you are the most naughty age," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, and while helping Meiya to sit down, he said, "Besides, Siwen should be at this age. Prepare to ask Mr. to read and write."
"He's only four years old," Meiya was taken aback, "Is he too young?"
"It's not too young. An ordinary prince should go to the study at the age of four," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. It's rare to have a good appetite, so I don't feel too embarrassed."
"But Siwen is not a prince, so there is no need to be so strict, right?" Meiya looked at Zhong Mingwei disapprovingly.