The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl

93. Enjoy the Sunshine

Translator: Iris Guo

Zhong Mingwei took several deep breaths and let go of his hands slowly. Then, he was about to slump, so he hastened to cling to the wall. Almost at the same time, A’Chou’s arms held him tightly behind.

Zhong Mingwei looked down at A’Chou’s small hands. His heart was filled with annoyance and frustration, which vanished completely now.

She must be so nervous about him that her hands almost strangle him.

“I’m fine.” A’Chou didn’t let go of Zhong Mingwei for a long time, so his whole back was already sweaty. He had no choice but to speak first. He patted her hands, whose joints were pale because she put in a lot of energy, and continued: “Girl, I’m fine. I’ve steadied myself.”

“Okay.”

A’Chou answered faintly. Then, she let go of Zhong Mingwei slowly. He saw her hands moving backwards and about to disappear in his sight, and felt mysteriously weak and was about to fall. She immediately put her arms around him again. His heart suddenly missed a beat.

However, A’Chou was much shorter than Zhong Mingwei, so he felt really weird. Her warm breaths were on his back and the heat touched his skin through the thin cloth. He felt soft inside. He hadn’t been this close to anyone for a long time.

And when was the last time he couldn’t slow his heartbeat?

Zhong Mingwei wanted A’Chou to loosen her arms, but he couldn’t say anything with trembling lips. He was clinging to the wall silently, squinting at the small cracks in the wall, and enjoying the warmth on his back from every fresh breath of hers.

“Have…Have you rested enough?” stammered A’Chou after a long time of silence. The timidness in her tone contrasted strongly with the great strength of her arms, which made Zhong Mingwei smile unconsciously.

A’Chou thought she must be crazy. She knew that she should let go and either support Zhong Mingwei or help him back to the chamber, but she just hugged him so tightly like a anthomaniac.

Yes, she was a shameless nymphomaniac, more shameless than hooligans who couldn’t move when seeing beauties.

“Yes.” said Zhong Mingwei gently with obvious pride. “Don’t worry. I’m sure I’ll be able to enjoy the sunshine in the courtyard.”

“Why should I worry…” murmured A’Chou. Actually, she was so pleased that she hastened to help him move to the courtyard step by step.

Zhong Mingwei was right.

A’Chou put the deck chair in the courtyard early this morning. It was cold then, so she put a thick blanket on the seat. Now it was almost noon. Although half of the sun was hiding behind the clouds, it was still a little hot. Anyway, she didn’t want to remove the blanket and helped Zhong Mingwei sit cautiously. The rattan seat was soft, but she still worried that he might feel hurt.

“Well, isn’t it nice? Aren’t you comfortable?” Zhong Mingwei looked pretty calm, but A’Chou was far more excited. She walked around the deck chair while rubbing it, fearing there was something wrong. “Zhong Mingwei, do you feel tired sitting there? You could lay the back flat. See, here’s a gear. Wring it, then you could lay down. So magical…”

“Stop spinning. I’m dizzy.” Zhong Mingwei really couldn’t bear it. He grabbed A’Chou’s arm and stopped her.

“Dizzy? How come? Do you have a fever?” A’Chou was a little unsteady. She put one hand on her forehead and another on Zhong Mingwei’s, which were both sweaty and heated. She couldn’t help frowning: “Both of us are a little warm…”