"I know," Zhong Mingwei said helplessly and obediently. Sometimes he really felt that Mei Ya was like his mother. There had never been a woman who was so patient and never annoying to nag in his ear over and over again, and there had never been anyone who was so devoted to thinking about him. There was a missing piece of space in his heart since he was a child. Just like this, it was filled up little by little by this girl. Zhong Mingwei stretched out his hand and pulled Mei Ya into his arms again. There was no excessive action. He no longer said those embarrassing words. He just hugged Mei Ya and whispered in her ear. "Girl, thank you."
Yes, thank you so much. Thank you. For giving me a home. Although this home is destined to be just the two of us, it is really enough.
"Silly." Meiya seemed to sense Zhong Mingwei's thoughts. She also hugged him like this. She put her face on his chest, feeling the sonorous beating coming from it. She hugged the man tighter, "Even if you read a lot of nonsense books every day and never make progress in your life, I still like you and don't dislike you at all."
"Girl, how can you spoil the man in your family like this?" Zhong Mingwei laughed dumbly, while hugging Mei Ya tighter, "Aren't you worried that I'm lazy, don't learn well, and have a bad mind?"
"You think you're not like that now?" Meiya laughed, looking up at the man's face which darkened instantly, and tiptoed to kiss his chin which was darkening, saying with a smile, "But I just like you. I like you more now than you were before."
Yes, I really like Zhong Mingwei now. I like him being nagged and scolded by her like an ordinary man. I like his just the right amount of bad intentions. I also like his increasingly carefree and hearty laughter.
"You really are... discerning." Zhong Mingwei also smiled, lowered his head and kissed the girl's rosy lips.
"Don't kiss me anymore, really don't kiss me anymore, your lips are always red, people will definitely notice it," Meiya struggled to push Zhong Mingwei away after kissing for a while. She looked at Zhong Mingwei's thirsty look, obviously not having kissed him enough, and felt shy and guilty. She reached out and pushed Zhong Mingwei away, lowered her head and whispered, "I'll let you kiss me again tonight."
"What did you say?" Mei Ya's voice was too soft and Zhong Mingwei couldn't hear it clearly.
"I say..." Mei Ya looked at Zhong Mingwei with a red face, then reached out to open the drawer, took out the book with flowers, a vase and a vase inside and slammed it on the table, then ran out without looking back. Zhong Mingwei was stunned, not understanding what Mei Ya meant. He looked at the girl standing under the pomegranate tree outside the window, bossing him around with a red face and said, "You continue to prepare for the exam, and teach me how to read in the evening!"
Zhong Mingwei was startled, then he smiled broadly: "I will obey Madam's orders."
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Pang Yi came back with Fang Zuotang and Ma Zhiming. Mei Ya saw them coming and hurriedly cleaned the table and dishes and brought them to the main hall. Then she and Pang Yi set up the wine and food. Zhong Mingwei also came and greeted them. Then they all sat down one after another. Mei Ya saw the men sitting down and knew that they had something to discuss. She was in a hurry to leave, thinking of going to the kitchen to cook some soup or something. But before she took a step, Zhong Mingwei grabbed her hand.
"Come sit down together." Zhong Mingwei didn't let her leave.
"I, I'm not hungry. You guys eat first." Mei Ya hurriedly shook her head and tried to break free from Zhong Mingwei's hand. She really didn't like Zhong Mingwei always flirting with her in front of outsiders. It was too embarrassing. No, she had to wait until the evening and have a good talk with Zhong Mingwei.
"Why aren't you hungry? You've been busy all morning," Zhong Mingwei frowned and pulled Mei Ya to sit next to him. Seeing that Mei Ya was about to get up, he was busy holding Mei Ya's hand again, "Be obedient."
Fang Zuotang knew a little about Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya's affairs, and he also knew that Zhong Mingwei loved this wife who was sixteen years younger than him very much, so he smiled and said, "If Madam doesn't sit down to eat, we won't dare to pick up our chopsticks."
"Yes, yes, ma'am, please don't be polite." Ma Zhiming also agreed. He knew Mei Ya's identity. Kong Wenmin had reported it to him early in the morning. He heard about the story of Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya in person when he arrived in Ningguta these days, so he admired Mei Ya very much.
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