Chapter 187

"What do you want me to do?" Ah Cho don't bluff her face. She doesn't want men to think she's a good coax. She needs men to have memories.

"Nothing. I want to call you, hehe." Zhong Mingwei's eyes were bright, and he smiled a little silly, but it was clear and kind. This kind of expression should have belonged to a 17-8-year-old boy. At this time, it appeared on the face of a 30-year-old man. It was awkward, but it was so moving.

"What can I call it?" Ah Chou's voice was small, and his face was red. The bluff just now disappeared in the bright laughter of men.

"Not only want to cry, but also want to kiss..." Zhong Mingwei looks at ah Chou's drooping eyebrows and eyes, thin eyelids and quivering eyelashes. His heart and body are all ready to move. As he speaks, he faces up to him

"If you don't kiss, if you stink, if you don't wash your face or wipe your teeth, where do you want to kiss?" Ah Chou whispered, covering the man's mouth with his hand.

"I I stink? " Zhong Mingwei naturally can't kiss him anymore. He comes back, pauses and whispers to ah Chou, "is it really smelly?"

In fact, ah Chou doesn't think that he stinks. Ah Chou is afraid that her mouth stinks. Of course, she likes Zhong Mingwei to kiss her. But this morning, she always feels awkward, for fear that Zhong Mingwei will not kiss her. So every morning, she always avoids being close to Zhong Mingwei, but Zhong Mingwei never stops. She just couldn't help saying it Of.

“…… No, no, no, I don't think so... " A Chou was too busy to explain, but seeing Zhong Mingwei's shameless attempt, a Chou was too busy to hide behind.

"You just don't like me!" Zhong Mingwei accuses ah Chou, and then asks Qu Baba to say, "I don't dislike you, but you dislike me. You don't say that it's better to live a better life than to live a poorer one, but you begin to dislike me now!"

"That's what you said, but I didn't say it," joku muttered in a low voice, while looking at Zhong Mingwei, a little embarrassed, "do I smell too?"

A word "also" almost turned Zhong Mingwei's eyes, and he ignored ah Chou. Suddenly, he turned around and lay on the Kang on all fours. He sighed to the beam of the room. Ah Chou was very embarrassed. He wanted to coax Zhong Mingwei in the past, but they suddenly closed their eyes, and clearly did not intend to deal with her.

"Why is such a big man so small?" The ugly muttered in a low voice.

Next second, Zhong Mingwei lifted the quilt and covered his face, completely ignoring people.

"Look out!" Ah Chou couldn't help crying and laughing. He pinched Zhong Mingwei's nose two times across a quilt. Then he put on his clothes and went to the Kang. It was sunny outside. If he didn't cook, he would have breakfast and lunch like yesterday.

Listen to ah Chou's footsteps, the man who was angry in the quilt stretched out his hand to cover his mouth and nose, exhaled and smelled, and whispered, "is it really smelly?"

……

The outer hall.

After washing, ah Chou cut a piece of meat and shredded it. He also took the noodles rolled yesterday from the panel. Today, he plans to make pan fried noodles.

A Chou was preparing outside. He heard the rustle of clothes in the room. A Chou paused. After all, he put down his kitchen knife. Then he walked to the door and looked in through the crack of the door.

Zhong Mingwei has been able to dress himself for a long time. Ah Chou isn't worried about whether he can dress well. She is worried about something else.

Zhong Mingwei took his robe and put it on, and then he took ah Cho's socks. Last night, he put them under his pillow and washed them. His heels were still a pair of little bats. Looking at the vivid little bats, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but chuckling. The smile was full of tenderness and a little stupidity. Ah Chou couldn't help laughing with stupidity. He really liked Zhong Mingwei. He wanted to No, how many pairs of socks and bats will she make with Zhong Mingwei?

After putting on his socks, Zhong Mingwei began to make his bed. The quilts were stacked neatly against the wall, and then he took the broom to clean up the Kang. He didn't know how to do this, but he learned to do it from a Chou. Now he is better than a Chou in stacking up the Kang. The Kang is also cleaner than a Chou. After cleaning up the Kang, Zhong Mingwei tucked the lower part of his robe into his belt, and then helped him Along the edge of the Kang, ah Chou struggled to get to the bottom of the Kang. At this time, ah Chou's mouth was raised all the time. Suddenly, she was tense, and her heart jumped to her throat.