"No! Don't even think about it!" Mei Ya couldn't bear to look at Zhong Mingwei. How could there be such a shameless man? She wanted to hit him, but how could she do it?
"Just a look. Really just a look," Zhong Mingwei was still struggling, speaking in a humble and nonsensical way. "Girl, let me take a look. I promise I'll just take a look. I won't... I won't touch you, don't worry..."
"Bah! Zhong Mingwei, how thick-skinned are you?" Mei Ya spat at him. While looking at the closed door, she blushed and slowly unbuttoned her shirt, "Just, just take a look. That's what you said..."
"Yes, yes, yes! I promise I'll just take a look!" Zhong Mingwei nodded immediately like a chicken pecking at rice. His eyes were fixed on the girl's white and slender fingers. As the hands moved forward little by little, Zhong Mingwei gradually stopped talking. His eyes became deeper and deeper...
"Look, have you finished looking?" Mei Ya stuttered. She pulled at the two corners of her shirt with both hands. Her whole body was covered with goose bumps, even though the room was not cold at all. She did nothing, but Mei Ya felt that Zhong Mingwei was staring at her. It was a hundred times more embarrassing than being physically touched by him. When she spoke again, her voice was a little tearful. "You... stop looking."
"Take one more look, just one more look." Zhong Mingwei knew that his lustful behavior would definitely scare Meiya, but he just couldn't control his eyes. He held Meiya's hand as she was about to button her clothes, and leaned over to stare at the delicate and beautiful lotus embroidered on the red satin. He took a deep breath and said in a rough voice, "Girl, it's really beautiful."
"What... is there to see so well?" Mei Ya muttered softly. It's not like she had never embroidered before.
Yes, Meiya had embroidered the lotus more than once, but she had always done so for other people.
"It looks good. It looks really good on you," Zhong Mingwei said as he stretched out his hands to hold Mei Ya in his arms. He pressed his whole face against Mei Ya's body and clung to her like a child, letting out a satisfied sigh. "Girl, you look really good."
Mei Ya put her arms around Zhong Mingwei's neck and rested her chin on the top of his head. She was no longer afraid. She gently rubbed the man's hair and whispered, "I... I'm very fast at embroidery. In less than a month, I can finish the wedding dresses for both of us. Don't worry..."
"I'm not in a hurry," Zhong Mingwei whispered, while raising his head and meeting Mei Ya's dark eyes. He gently kissed the fingernail-sized scar on Mei Ya's chin and said softly, "Don't be in a hurry either. Just make the wedding dress steadily. Embroider whatever patterns you like. Embroider it well. Don't be in a hurry. I'll be waiting for you."
"Bah! You talk so softly, but you always behave like a pervert," Mei Ya spat at him, breaking free from the man's hand and getting off the kang while buttoning her clothes. "I have to cook dinner. If I don't, Mr. Gu will be angry."
"Let Pang Yi do it." Zhong Mingwei was reluctant to let Mei Ya go, and reached out to hold the girl's hand.
"No, Pang Yi's cooking is terrible," Mei Ya muttered softly, and slapped Zhong Mingwei's hand away, "I have to stew big bones for you, Pang Yi doesn't know how to stew it, and even if he stews it, it won't taste good, and you won't be happy to eat it if it doesn't taste good. If you don't eat it, your legs will recover slowly, and you will definitely feel uncomfortable when you get married," Mei Ya's face turned red again, and she secretly glanced at Zhong Mingwei's face, "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable, our good days will only come once in a lifetime, I want you to be happy without any regrets."
"Okay, I'll do as you say." Zhong Mingwei said nothing more and stretched out his hand to Mei Ya, "Come here, help me down."
"What are you doing here?" Meiya frowned. "Wouldn't it be better for you to rest on the kang?"
"No," Zhong Mingwei shook his head and looked at Mei Ya with a smile, "You cook and I light the fire. Girl, you take our marriage so seriously, so of course I do too. Let's do it together."
"Okay, you're right," Meiya smiled and went over to help Zhong Mingwei up, saying, "He's much better than a few days ago. The medicine that Mr. Gu prescribed is really good."
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