"You did it on purpose that day, didn't you?" Ah Chou turned away obediently, staring at the door frame, and said in a low voice with a red face.
"Which day?" Zhong Mingwei didn't understand what was going on and clumsily grabbed the second button with his big hand.
"It was once before, also here. You were holding onto the wall and standing fine, how come your legs suddenly became weak and you couldn't stand? Why did you have to be held by me?" Ah Chou's face turned even redder. As he spoke, he glared at Zhong Mingwei. His eyes were filled with shyness and charm, "It's obvious that you have evil intentions...ah!"
Zhong Mingwei was so horrified by this glare that his bones went soft. He said nothing. He lowered his head and kissed Ah Chou, who then put his hands around Zhong Mingwei's neck.
"Girl, girl..." Zhong Mingwei's voice was like a fire. With an undisguised thirst. And pleading, "Girl, don't do this. I... I can't stand it..."
Ah Chou's lips trembled violently. Under Zhong Mingwei's demands, he asked vaguely with great effort: "What can't you bear?"
Zhong Mingwei was startled, and gently let go of Ah Chou. Then he put his chin on Ah Chou's shoulder, hugged Ah Chou tightly, and sighed in annoyance and grievance: "I will marry you as soon as your leg is healed!"
In fact, Ah Chou could vaguely guess something, so she was even more embarrassed. She hugged Zhong Mingwei, and when she spoke again, her voice was full of shyness: "Even if my legs are not good, I am willing to marry you."
Zhong Mingwei felt so sweet in his heart that it turned sour. He kissed Ah Chou's face, then stood up straight. While continuing to button Ah Chou's clothes, he whispered, "Girl, I can't let you down."
"I don't feel wronged," Ah Chou grabbed Zhong Mingwei's hand and said anxiously, "Zhong Mingwei, how can marrying you be considered a wrong? How am I wronged? I don't feel wronged at all!"
Zhong Mingwei stared at her steadily, at Ah Chou's pair of clear and sparkling eyes. The more he looked, the more his heart ached. He gently brushed away Ah Chou's hand, buttoned the last button, and said to Ah Chou, "Help me go to the outer hall."
You don't feel wronged, but I feel wronged for you.
"You..." Ah Chou muttered dissatisfiedly, while carefully helping Zhong Mingwei to the outer hall to finish the work. He watched the man roll up his sleeves, pick up sorghum and brush the pottery jar, and then he went into the bedroom to pick cabbage.
Zhong Mingwei was brushing the pottery jar skillfully. He was used to doing these things now. After he was well, he was responsible for all the cleaning at home. His hands, which used to hold brushes and swords, were now holding the brush and rag without any hesitation.
Achou was peeling cabbages absentmindedly inside, with the man's warmth on her shoulder. While peeling cabbages, Achou glanced at Zhong Mingwei from time to time. He wanted to say something but stopped himself several times. After peeling more than ten cabbages, Achou finally spoke.
"Did you do that on purpose that day?" Ah Chou asked in a low voice.
Zhong Mingwei took the cleaned pottery jar by the edge and turned it to the side. He then pulled another pottery jar over. He looked up at Ah Chou and smiled softly: "I won't tell you."
"Tsk! Who cares?" Ah Chou was so angry that she rolled her eyes and continued to pick cabbage. But after a while, she started to act like a spoiled child to the man again, "Zhong Mingwei, just tell me..."
"Didn't you say you didn't want it?" Zhong Mingwei laughed.
"What a treasure! What a treasure! I love it very much!" Ah Chou said with a smile.
"Come here." Zhong Mingwei put down the sorghum brush in his hand and smiled at Achou.
"Hey!" Ah Chou was so busy that he dropped the cabbage in his hand and happily ran to the outer hall. He squatted beside Zhong Mingwei, and put his white and tender ears in front of him, and said hurriedly, "Hurry up and tell me!"
Zhong Mingwei really leaned over and whispered something into that white and tender ear. Ah Chou immediately smiled and hugged Zhong Mingwei: "I knew you must have done it on purpose! Hehe! Zhong Mingwei, you must have had a crush on me for a long time! Hehehehe!"
Zhong Mingwei was busy stretching out his wet hands, afraid that Ah Chou would catch a cold, so he just let Ah Chou hug his neck and chirp. His head hurt because of her noise, but his heart was so happy that it seemed like it was about to explode.
"Are you so happy?" After Achou had made enough noise, Zhong Mingwei asked Achou with a smile.
"Of course I'm happy," Ah Chou didn't feel shy, and sat on Zhong Mingwei's lap with his legs apart. He pinched the man's face and said with a little pride, "You like me so much, of course I'm happy."
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