"Who is not happy?" Meiya whispered while avoiding Zhong Mingwei's lips, half of her body was numb. "Every time you agree to teach me to write, but you can't write two characters, you just..."
"That's it?" Zhong Mingwei chased after and continued to kiss Mei Ya's small red jade ear. "So what?"
"You have to collect tuition fees every time. Once you collect it, you will collect it for so long. But after you collect it... after you collect it. You don't teach well, you are in a bad mood, hum." Meiya's voice became smaller and smaller until the end The voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, "Where is there such a shameless teacher as you?"
"Does that girl want to get her tuition back?" Zhong Mingwei smiled lowly. Chest concussion. Meiya's body also trembled, "If you want to ask for it, please come and ask for it. Sir, I will return it to you ten times and a hundred times."
"Bah! You are becoming more and more virtuous! Everyone knows that people know people, face but not heart. But I know. You must be born with a sex embryo!" Meiya broke away from Zhong Mingwei's hand with a blushing face, and sat upright body. He went to dig out a small piece of dough and rolled it up in his hand, while talking to Zhong Mingwei. "The little rabbit I pinched last time was so ugly. You didn't recognize it after looking at it for a long time. This time I'll pinch a nice one for you. It's okay for you to underestimate me in the future."
"Okay, let's knead together." Zhong Mingwei rubbed against Meiya's face and said softly, while reaching out to hold Meiya's hand, kneading the soft dough together with her, but it's not easy to squeeze those big hands. To be honest, he gradually moved from the dough to Ah Chou's hand. With the same movement, he pinched Meiya's hand like kneading dough. Meiya patted him a few times, and he pinched it again shamelessly. It only made the girl's little hands red.
"Can you be more honest?" Meiya was so entangled by him that she couldn't knead the dough anymore. Meiya stared at him dumbfounded, "Zhong Mingwei, you have to remember, you are thirty-three years old now, you are not Three years old!"
Zhong Mingwei didn't feel too embarrassed, on the contrary, he said boldly: "In front of you, I never remember my age. Don't remind me in the future, people don't like to hear it."
"Bah! Why don't you just say that you are shameless?" Meiya stretched out her hand and squeezed Zhong Mingwei's face, before saying anything else, letting him play around like a child.
Meiya likes his troubles very much, even though this man is in his thirties, it is terrible that he has never really been a child, Meiya sometimes imagines, what happened to the little Zhong Mingwei in the quiet and deep palace? She is so lonely and pitiful, and how she got used to the loneliness and grew up step by step into a big man who looks at the wind and the wind, but in fact is the most soft-hearted man. When she thinks about it, she feels pain in her heart, so she likes to pamper Zhong Mingwei. Such a childlike virtue.
Meiya felt that she was a little abnormal, sometimes she felt that Zhong Mingwei was like her father, but sometimes she felt like Zhong Mingwei's mother, but...
If it's not normal, it's not normal. Anyway, both she and Zhong Mingwei feel comfortable.
A small ball of dough gradually took shape in Meiya's hands, and a little rabbit was ready. Zhong Mingwei put the delicate little rabbit in his hand and was watching, when he heard Meiya softly whispering in his ear. Said: "Zhong Mingwei, on this day a year ago, I set off from the capital to Ninggu Pagoda. If I had known this day would come, I would have been on the way... so I wouldn't have to panic for two months."
Zhong Mingwei was startled, then turned his head to look at Meiya suddenly, this girl was looking at him without blinking, his shadow was reflected in the dark pupils, these were the eyes he saw every day, and they were also engraved into his eyes. A face in his bones, sometimes, facing this face, he would be in a trance, thinking that he had already lived with Meiya for the rest of his life, but suddenly looking back, it turned out that he and Meiya had only known each other for ten months. months, not even a year.
how can that be possible
Why only ten months? !
Zhong Mingwei didn't believe it, but it was indeed only ten months.
"Girl," Zhong Mingwei put down the little rabbit in his hand, and reached out to hold Meiya's slender hand. For some reason, he was a little excited, "At that time, I thought this was the end of my life. If I knew, you were step by step. Come to me, I don't have to..."
You don't have to think about it all day long, whether to die in humiliation, or to grit your teeth and survive.
You have come, and my suffering is over.