"Did you do it on purpose that day?" Ah Chou obediently turned his eyes away, staring at a door frame. While blushing, he whispered.
"When?" Zhong Mingwei didn't know what to do, and clumsily grabbed the second button with his big hand.
"In the past, it was here once. You stood upright with your support on the wall, why did your legs suddenly become weak? Why do you have to hold me?" Ah Chou's face turned even redder. While talking, he gouged out Zhong Mingwei. There is an irresistible shyness and charm in her eyebrows and eyes, "It's clearly hiding evil intentions... ah!"
Zhong Mingwei was so stared at that his bones were shattered, he didn't speak. As soon as he lowered his head, he kissed A Chou, and A Chou's hand immediately grabbed Zhong Mingwei's neck.
"Girl, girl..." Zhong Mingwei's voice seemed to be on fire. With an unconcealable thirst. And begging, "Girl, don't do this. I... I can't stand it..."
Ah Chou's lips trembled violently. In Zhong Mingwei's request. Struggle and vaguely ask: "What can't you suffer?"
Zhong Mingwei was startled, and gently let go of Ah Chou. Then he put his chin on Ah Chou's shoulder, and hugged A Chou tightly. While sighing angrily and aggrievedly: "As soon as my leg is healed, I will marry you!"
In fact, A Chou could vaguely guess something, so she was even more ashamed. She circled Zhong Mingwei, and when she spoke again, her voice was full of embarrassment: "I have bad legs, and I am willing to marry."
Zhong Mingwei's heart was so sweet, he kissed Ah Chou's face, then stood up straight, and while continuing to button Ah Chou, he said softly: "Girl, I can't wrong you."
"I'm not wronged," Ah Chou grabbed Zhong Mingwei's hand and said anxiously, "Zhong Mingwei, why is it wronged to marry you? Why am I wronged? I'm not wronged at all!"
Zhong Mingwei looked at her steadfastly, looking at A Chou's clear and crystal eyes, the more he looked at her, the more sour he felt. He gently brushed A Chou's hand away, and buttoned the last button, and followed A Chou said: "Help me to the outer hall quickly."
You don't feel wronged, but I am wronged for you.
"You..." A Chou muttered dissatisfiedly, and carefully helped Zhong Mingwei go to the outer hall to finish the work. After watching the man roll up his sleeves and pick up the sorghum to clean the pot, he went into the bedroom to break it off. Chinese cabbage.
Zhong Mingwei brushed the pottery jars swiftly. He was used to doing these things now. When he became more comfortable, he would do all the washing at home. His hands used to hold brushes and swords before, but now it is a little bit easier to hold brushes and rags. Neither is ambiguous.
A Chou was absent-mindedly breaking the cabbage inside, with the warmth of a man on his shoulders. While breaking the cabbage, A Chou glanced at Zhong Mingwei from time to time. I opened my mouth.
"Did you do it on purpose that day?" A Chou asked in a low voice.
Zhong Mingwei grabbed the rim of the painted pot and turned it aside, pulled another pot over, looked up at Ah Chou, and smiled softly: "I won't tell you."
"Cut! Who cares?" A Chou got up to death, rolled her big eyes, and continued to break the cabbage, but after a while, she acted like a baby with the man again, "Zhong Mingwei, just tell me …”
"Didn't you say it's not rare?" Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbfoundedly.
"Rare! Rare! I'm rare!" Ah Chou hurriedly apologized with a smile.
"Come here." Zhong Mingwei put down the sorghum brush in his hand, and smiled at Ah Chou.
"Ah!" Ah Chou was so busy that he threw down the cabbage in his hand and ran happily to the outer hall, squatting beside Zhong Mingwei, sending his white and tender ears in front of him, and said anxiously, "Hurry up and say !"
Zhong Mingwei really leaned over and whispered something into that white and tender ear, Ah Chou immediately burst into a smile, and hugged Zhong Mingwei: "I knew you must be doing it on purpose! Hehe! Zhong Mingwei, you You must have taken a fancy to me a long time ago! Hehehe!"
Zhong Mingwei was so busy that he stretched out his wet hands, afraid of catching Ah Chou, so he just let A Chou hug his neck and twittered. His head hurt from her noise, but his heart was full of joy. It's about to explode.
"Just so happy?" Zhong Mingwei asked Ah Chou with a smile after he had had enough trouble.
"Of course I'm happy," Ah Chou didn't feel shy, and sat on Zhong Mingwei's lap with his legs spread apart, while pinching the man's face, he said proudly, "Of course I'm happy that you like me so much."