Chapter 591

"Zhong Mingwei, there is no vase in our house. Where are the flowers going to be?" Meiya looked at a big handful of flowers in her hand, giggled all the way, until she came into the room, which made her blind. She was holding the flowers while pitifully looking at Zhong Mingwei. "Zhong Mingwei, is it too late to buy a vase now?"

"When you buy a vase, the flowers will be gone even long ago," said Zhong Mingwei, taking a rough pottery jar from under the table. The jar was originally used to pickle cucumbers, but it was useless because it was small, so he forced it into the room to do a pen wash for him. Even then it was useful. Zhong Mingwei scooped water in , and said to Meiya, "I'll look at this vase."

"Where is this vase? This is a big pot! It's ugly, "Meiya looks at the black jar with uneven color. She looks at Zhong Mingwei with a look of disgust." don't think I'm a rough girl, I haven't seen anything good! In Yanxi palace, even the night pot is better than your broken jar! "

Zhong Mingwei's face is helpless: "then I'll go to the bedroom to take out our nightpot and use it first, reluctantly?"

The corner of Meiya's mouth twitches a while: " In fact, I think this jar is ok too. Cough! "

"Then don't talk nonsense," Zhong Mingwei looked at her small appearance, couldn't help but hook his lips and smile. He took the flowers from Meiya and inserted them one by one. Although he didn't learn the flower arranging skill since he was a child, he grew up in such an environment, and the natural aesthetic is also excellent. At this time, he inserted them With the flowers, he could not help but stare at Meiya. Zhongmingwei was a little proud. He put the last crape myrtle in the jar and looked at Meiya with a smile. "Is it nice?"

"Nice! People look better than flowers! " Meiya nodded busily like pestering garlic.

"Hahaha!" Zhong Mingwei couldn't help it. He burst out laughing. He kissed her while holding Meiya's face. He said with a smile, "I know that our wife has a vision."

"That's because you have such a face, otherwise I can't see you, tut tut..." Meiya thought she was disgraceful at first, but at this time, hearing Zhong Mingwei's words, the popularity of that idea disappeared. At that time, she was in harmony with Zhong Mingwei. "So, you should pay more attention to your face in the future. It's time to wash your face and shave. If you get old and rough, I don't like it."

Zhong Mingwei sighed suddenly: "sure enough, color decline is love Chi."

"What?" Meiya didn't understand. She raised her head and asked Zhong Mingwei, "what color and love are you?"

"You, just pick up these words and listen to them," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He sat down on the soft couch with Meiya and explained to her what color decline is called love relaxation. "At that time, there was a lady Li in the empress of the Emperor Wu who was adored by the Emperor Wu. Unexpectedly, she was jealous of her beauty. She was bedridden and emaciated within a few years after entering the palace. The emperor was so worried when he learned that Burn, go to visit, but Mrs. Li doesn't want to show her face. Every time Emperor Wu goes, Mrs. Li's face is covered. Later, Emperor Wu gets angry, and Mrs. Li pours out the reason: I've been ill for a long time, and my appearance has been destroyed. I can't see your majesty again. I'd like to trust the king of Changyi and her brothers. Later, Mrs. Li refused to meet Emperor Wu until she died. It was those who were worried about sex, but those who were worried about it loved it. "

"Then you don't have to worry about it," said Meiya, as she walked to zhongmingwei and sat down on his thigh, holding zhongmingwei's face and babbling at the same time. "You open your mouth and drool in the middle of the night, sometimes grinding your teeth and snoring. You look so stupid to the extreme. How can I think you look good? Naturally you are In my place, it's impossible to say that if you are in color, you are in love with Chi. "

"Where are you better than me?" Zhong Mingwei's face turned red when he arrived. He stared at Meiya and roared, "aren't you also grinding your teeth and snoring? You Sometimes you fart in the middle of the night! "

Meiya: " when? You Do you smell it? "

Zhong Mingwei's face is redder and his eyes are bigger: "who smells this?!"