Chapter 383

After finishing the dinner, Gu Changlin went back to the room early to rest. Pangyi painstakingly brushed Gu Changlin's boots in the outer hall. Meiya and Zhong Mingwei were talking in the bedroom.

"Why do I think there's a smell of pickles in the house?" Zhong Mingwei frowned and sucked in his nose, while he said to Meiya, "or open the window for a while to ventilate?"

"Pull it down, where is it so pretentious? You want to drink soup again when you open the window in such a cold day, don't you? " Meiya pours tea and gives it to Zhong Mingwei, and raises her chin toward the outer hall. "Pangyi, you are so miserable. I don't know when to brush the three pairs of boots."

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"Don't do that. Pangyi is pitiful enough. He is bullied by Mr. Gu all day long. Now you are bullied by him. It's cold outside," Meiya said hurriedly, putting the tea bowl into Zhong Mingwei's hand and saying, "put some jasmine flowers. It's very fragrant. You can't smell it after you drink it."

Zhong Mingwei obediently drank half a bowl of jasmine tea, and then handed it to Meiya, muttering: "quickly set up a house for them, let them move out, all day long, let people live in peace?"

"Then wait a moment, you call Pang Yi in and tell Pang Yi about it?" Meiya said while drinking tea.

"Today is fine," said Zhong, shaking his head. "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Why tomorrow? Isn't it too late now? " Beauty bud unknown in, askew a head to ask, "simply we also have nothing to do, call Pang Yi in to say to speak well."

"No, I'm afraid he'll smoke me." Zhong Mingwei shook his head decisively.

The corner of Meiya's mouth twitches a while: " Mr. Zhong, have you always been so proud and charming? "

"Now you know how good I am to you?" Zhong Mingwei looked at Meiya with a smile. "I'm high on others' demands. If I don't like you, I'll ignore them. But I don't have any requirements for you. Even if you are unkempt, you look better in my eyes than fairies."

"Really?" Meiya is very happy in her heart. She askew her head and asks Zhong Mingwei half truely, "what if I smell of pickled vegetables all over my body? Do you still think I look better than a fairy? Would you still like me that much? "

Zhong Mingwei: "..."

"Say it, say it!" Meiya urged him, and at the same time bluntly threatened, "if you dare to lie, I won't beat you!"

"Yes, of course I do." Zhong Mingwei hurried.

"Really?" Meiya frowned, stared at the man's big peach blossom eyes without blinking, and said, "my eyes are poisonous. If you lie, I can see through at a glance!"

"What do I lie to you for?" Zhong Mingwei can't help but take Meiya's tea bowl and put it on the windowsill. At the same time, he holds Meiya's hand and says with a smile, "have you forgotten? Once upon a time, I didn't dislike the peanuts that tasted like gaga. What is pickled vegetable? "

"Bah! What you don't dislike? I don't dislike you, OK? " Meiya thought of what happened before, and couldn't help laughing. "On New Year's Eve, we ate stewed fish. At that time, you ate so much. I'm afraid you're holding on to it. But today's stewed fish, and it's better than the stewed fish on New Year's Eve. Why did you eat such a little idea instead?"

Zhong Mingwei looks at Meiya with a pair of eyes that you know why: "you can't eat stewed fish with them any more. If you eat it, we will both eat it, so we won't take them with you."

"Haha, that's what I think," Meiya said with a smile and a black look at Zhong Mingwei. "When Mr. Gu catches fish again next time, when they fall asleep in the evening, we secretly stew. If they ask why the fish is gone, they will tell him it's taken away by the wild cat."

"You can't cure the symptoms, but Mr. Gu is an old fox, much more powerful than a wild cat," said Zhong Mingwei, smiling after her, rubbing the girl's white fingers. "It's better to drive them down the mountain as soon as possible."

"Right, right, or you are ruthless," Meiya hurriedly nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice, and turned her head and shouted to the public, "pangyi, are you finished?"