"Why do I need to buy new clothes? I don't go out all day, I just stay at home all the time, why do I need to dress up so ostentatiously?" Ah Chou was very disapproving.
"Then I need to go out?" Zhong Mingwei was almost mad at this girl. Staring at her, "What do you want to do by dressing me up so beautifully?"
"I can see..." Ah Chou muttered, just as he touched Zhong Mingwei's eyes. She suddenly fell silent, buried her head and continued to embroider her mandarin ducks.
But I have been with Zhong Mingwei for a long time. Ah Chou knew not to watch Zhong Mingwei blowing his beard and staring from time to time. But Zhong Mingwei's temperament is really not strong, and the anger comes and goes quickly, such as today.
After Zhong Mingwei yelled at Ah Chou. Feeling boring again, a man in his thirties, slapping the table and staring at a girl in his teens all day long. It's embarrassing to say it. When Zhong Mingwei brought over the tea bowl and took a sip, his frowning brows relaxed immediately.
The A Chou tea was brewed better than before, although it was still a big coarse porcelain bowl without any taste at all. The tea was also mixed with a few grass ash here and there. But the tea fragrance of jasmine came out obviously. At that moment Zhong Mingwei drank two more sips and praised Ah Chou, "The tea is well brewed today."
"Really?" Ah Chou was surprised.
She knew that Zhong Mingwei was a good tea drinker. Naturally, she has been working hard to make good tea, but where does she have experience in this regard? Even if I want to learn, I can't find anyone to teach. At the beginning, there were occasional flakes of oil floating on the tea she brewed, but it was hard for Zhong Mingwei not to dislike it, she had been groping for such a long time. Now I can barely make tea.
"Really," Zhong Mingwei nodded, while handing the tea bowl in front of her, "If you don't believe me, try it?"
Ah Chou really leaned over, took Zhong Mingwei's hand, took two sips, and when she raised her head again, A Chou showed some embarrassment on her face. She wiped her wet lips and whispered: "Actually... In fact, I drink almost the same, and I can't tell whether it's good or bad..."
Zhong Mingwei looked at her delicate appearance, couldn't help reaching out and rubbing the little bump on the top of her head.
"Don't... don't touch it, it will fall apart after a while," Ah Chou blushed and whispered, "The hair rope is always loose, and it can't be tied properly."
"Come here." Zhong Mingwei said suddenly.
"Ah?" A Chou looked puzzled, "What's wrong?"
Zhong Mingwei didn't speak any more, took the embroidery piece from Ah Chou's hand and put it in the sewing frame, then put the sewing basket at his feet, A Chou frowned and was dissatisfied, Zhong Mingwei's big hand held her The back of her head was brought down, and Ah Chou's face was buried in Zhong Mingwei's lap, and then she felt Zhong Mingwei untie her hair rope.
Zhong Mingwei is going to...
Tie her hair? !
When she realized what Zhong Mingwei was doing, Ah Chou almost cried out. Fortunately, she held back, but she has always been a master of nothing, so her eyes suddenly became wet. Fortunately, she doesn't have to look up now. , but she was lying on Zhong Mingwei's lap. If she cried, would she be discovered by others? if…
ah!
She lay on Zhong Mingwei's lap!
It was Zhong Mingwei who took the initiative to let her lie on her stomach like this!
ah!
…
Zhong Mingwei gently tore away the red hair rope, and clumsily held the messy hair with his big hands. In fact, Ah Chou just washed her hair yesterday, but she didn't sleep well. When she woke up, she could roll from the head to the end of the bed. , the natural hair will not be smooth, and she has to get up before dawn all day long, so how can she have time to groom? That's why she has to endure such a casual little struggle all day long.
Zhong Mingwei pulled Ah Chou's hair with his fingers. This was the first time he looked at a woman's hair so carefully. Ah Chou's hair was limp, soft, and a little yellow, making him look very docile , but the hair was very knotted, Zhong Mingwei patiently untied the knots little by little, but one after another, one after another...