"You're not annoying, not at all," Zhong Mingwei hugged Meiya tightly. He used up all his strength, wishing to embed Meiya into his body, as if after today, he would never have the chance to hug Meiya like this again, "It's me who is annoying. Yes... I am annoying..."
"No, you're the best. You're the best person in the world, hehe." Meiya laughed again, nestled in the man's arms, and laughed with tears in her eyes until her nose was full of snot bubbles. "I really found a treasure. Hehe, Mingwei, you're not as lucky as me. You met an ugly girl like me. But you can't regret it. I have a bad temper. If you dare to regret it, I'll show you how I'll deal with you..."
"Stop talking, girl. Stop talking..." Zhong Mingwei really couldn't bear to listen any longer. It seemed that he would collapse if he heard one more word.
"Oh." Mei Ya felt that she had said too much today, and it seemed that none of it was what Zhong Mingwei liked to hear, but she just couldn't help it. She was really, really happy. After holding it in Zhong Mingwei's arms for a long time, she couldn't hold it back any longer. She raised her head and whispered, "Mingwei, how about we get married on the eighth day of May?"
Zhong Mingwei took a deep breath, then nodded and said softly, "Okay."
"Hehehe, then I'll finish embroidering those two happy characters tomorrow," Mei Ya laughed, while holding Zhong Mingwei's face, "Try it when it's done tomorrow. If there's anything that doesn't fit, I'll change it for you!"
"I'm afraid it won't be possible tomorrow." Zhong Mingwei said slowly.
"Why not?" Meiya was stunned. "Do you have anything important to do tomorrow?"
"Not only do I have it, you have it too," Zhong Mingwei pursed his lips and smiled, taking a towel to wipe Meiya's face, and said softly, "Let's go to Nanshan's house tomorrow to see if you have anything to buy, so that we can buy everything before the wedding."
"But didn't you say you weren't feeling well?" Meiya said with a worried look on her face. "Anyway, we still have plenty of time. There's no need to rush. It will be the same if we go in a few days."
"It was uncomfortable at first, but..." Zhong Mingwei leaned over and kissed Meiya Bai Jinjin's hand, smiling and saying, "If this pair of little hands were willing to massage me, I would definitely feel better."
"Hey! Why don't you just tell me you want me to rub your legs? Why do you have to go through so much trouble?" Mei Ya suddenly looked dissatisfied and disgusted. "You educated people are so full of twists and turns. You can't even speak properly!"
Zhong Mingwei was startled, and suddenly seemed to remember something. He looked at Mei Ya and asked after a while, "Is Mr. Chen going to take part in the provincial examination soon?"
"Yes, it was said to be in August," Meiya nodded, while putting Zhong Mingwei's legs on her legs and rubbing them, and then tilted her head and asked Zhong Mingwei, "Why did you suddenly remember to ask Mr. Chen?"
"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered it," Zhong Mingwei said in a deep voice, "If I pass the provincial examination, I will have to go to Beijing to take the exam next year."
"Yes, Mr. Chen is amazing. What's his name? Oh, right! He is a man of great learning. That's Mr. Chen!" Meiya immediately said, with undisguised joy and admiration in her tone. "But I heard that even the prefect said that Mr. Chen will definitely pass the provincial examination this time, and he will definitely be able to make a name for himself when he goes to Beijing to take the exam in the future. When Mr. Chen returns home in glory, the prefect will welcome him and invite a troupe to perform for 30 days. I wonder which troupe the prefect will invite, preferably one from the capital. I also want to listen to the complete "Exploring Qingshui River"..."
Zhong Mingwei listened to her babble and looked at the pair of white hands pinching his legs again and again. Zhong Mingwei's gaze followed the two hands, gradually moving upwards, sliding across the half-new cotton jacket, across the scarred neck, and finally stopped at the little mouth that was still chattering. Suddenly, Zhong Mingwei pushed Mei Ya to him and kissed her roughly.
…
The next day.
Nanshan Villa.
This was Mei Ya's first time coming to Nanshan Villa, and it was also Zhong Mingwei's first time.
"Nanshan Bieyuan," Meiya stood at the door and looked up at the plaque on the door. She recognized the calligraphy of Zhong Mingwei and turned to smile at him, "Zhong Mingwei, you are so nice."
"Why are you praising me for no reason?" Zhong Mingwei was a little surprised. He took the cloak from Pang Yi and put it on Mei Ya.
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