Chapter 105

"Oh, wait, all good books! The shopkeeper said, you must love it! " Knowing that his silver was not white, ah Chou was overjoyed and went out with chopsticks.

"This stupid girl!" When ah Chou is far away, Zhong Mingwei cannot help but smile.

What good books can there be in such a remote place? Once upon a time, the collection of books in his house was astonishing. There were few books he liked to read, and they were all alone. If the boss was just a scene of attracting customers, the girl would believe it.

What to do?

Such a stupid and stupid girl, he dare not let her out. If only he could hide her at home everyday and not let others see her.

A big man who has never been interested in women feels that "Jinwucangjiao" is actually a very beautiful word.

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"Here This is the book you bought? " Zhong Mingwei looked at the book spread in front of him, and there was a sweat all over his face. He wiped the sweat with his sleeve and shook his lips for a long time, and then he said, "you really bought this?"

"Yes, isn't it particularly good? Hey, hey, hey! " A Chou's face was proud and proud. He pointed to a book with a picture on its cover in the middle and asked Zhong Mingwei for praise at the same time. "You see how elegant the cover of this book is. There are flowers, flowers and vases. The name is nice. What kind of bottle or plum is a good book, isn't it?"

"Cough, cough, cough!" Next second, Zhong Mingwei coughed violently again.

"What's the matter with you? Didn't you eat muffins? Why is it coughing again? " Ah Chou was so busy that he sat down to pat him on the back and frowned at the same time. "Are you cold? Did you kick the quilt last night? "

"Cough! be free! Cough, cough, cough! " Zhong Mingwei shook his hand, and a man in his thirties could not speak with a red face once in a while.

"Wait, I'll pour you a cup of tea." Ah Chou was not at ease. He got up and poured tea for Zhong Mingwei.

Zhong Mingwei looks at the so-called book of "what bottle and what plum" in his hand A burst of dry mouth, heart beat like crazy.

It's the first time for the thirty something old men to read these Ziyan books. They didn't exist in the palace before, but who dares to offer the prince such a prodigal thing? He didn't have such a preference before. He went to the back house only a few times. He couldn't even remember that there was such a thing in the world

Cough! Cough!

Good stuff.

Although I haven't eaten pork, I've also seen pig running. Besides, it's Zhong Mingwei, a man in his thirties. What can't he understand?

"Why is the face so red?" Ah Chou came in with the tea, looked at Zhong Mingwei's red face, frowned again, handed over the water, and asked uneasily, "is it really OK? You don't feel sick? "

"It's OK, it's OK," said Zhong Mingwei, shaking his head in a hurry. He took the tea and drank it from the bottom to the sky. Then he put it on the table and looked at ah Chou with complicated eyes and lips. "Girl, you Do you know what these are? "

"What book?" Ah Chou didn't understand. He glanced at the book full of bed, and then his eyes fell on Zhong Mingwei's face. "Isn't that the book? No, what do you want to ask? "

"No, I mean you Do you know what the bottle is and what the book is? Do you know what's going on here? " When Zhong Mingwei was able to say this, he just let go of his old face. He didn't have a good time to look at ah Chou, but picked up another book and asked him, "what about this? "Flower appreciation"

"What bottle and what plum? And the flower? Is this all about planting flowers? " Ah Chou asked with his head askew, muttering at the same time, "that shouldn't be interesting. The shopkeeper is really cheating me! But it's OK. We'll plant some flowers in the yard next spring. It's just enough. "