The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

47. A’Chou’s Bullying

Translator: Iris Guo

“You know I spent time on you, huh?” A’Chou smiled at Zhong Mingwei, lowered her head to manicure his nails, and said after she finished, “So don’t let me down, or I’ll bully you. Anyway, you can’t fight back. I can bully you whenever I want to. Haha, I’m serious.”

“Bully me?” Zhong Mingwei was suddenly in a better mood since he knew that A’Chou was kidding to relieve his anxiety, “How?”

“Since you are that curious, I’ll show you then.” A’Chou smiled mischievously, suddenly lifted the quilt, and got in.

“Girl! Stop!” Zhong Mingwei blurted out when his heart was immediately in his mouth.

A’Chou didn’t realize how awkward it was until she got in the quilt. Why on earth did she do that? There was a man, a naked man!

A’Chou stared at Zhong Mingwei’s thighs in front of her, heard his scream, and suddenly sensed herself blush. She was about to get out instantly, but she felt so humiliated that she just hid her whole body under the quilt. She grabbed his foot, gently tickled the arch, and pretended to be unconcerned: “What about now? Who wins?”

Zhong Mingwei didn’t expect A’Chou to be this evil. He was terrified just now, but right now he laughed until tears came to his eyes. He was so ticklish that he giggled: “You! You! You win! Girl, stop!”

“Will you practice tomorrow?” asked A’Chou loudly.

“Yes! I will! Ha ha… Anything you say!” Zhong Mingwei laughed too hard, which resulted in rib pain.

A’Chou felt pleased and let go of Zhong Mingwei’s feet. She was still a little embarrassed, but she didn’t hasten to get out. She reached for scissors and continued to cut his toenails, which was difficult because they were shorter and harder than fingernails. Afraid that she might hurt him, A’Chou was very careful and leaned close to his insteps.

Zhong Mingwei stared at the thick beam above and stopped laughing when he felt A’Chou’s warm breath. At present, his body but his feet seemed to lose consciousness. His numb body was like a dead tree but his feet regained vitality, just like tender shoots struggling to break through the soil.

Zhong Mingwei felt that what was going on now was actually more like bullying than the tickling just now. He was a little embarrassed and nervous, and his heart was pounding, which was the reaction of a 17 or 18-year-old young man when he met the one he loved.

However, apparently, he didn’t hate A’Chou’s bullying.

“Well, I… I’m gonna do laundry. You could get a nap.” After cutting Zhong Mingwei’s toenails, A’Chou jumped out of the bed hurriedly and left with the basin and bucket without another word. She dared not look up until she walked out of the chamber like a little girl who did something wrong.

In fact, she really did something wrong that made her blush and her heart beat faster.