I Deliver Candy To Men

"Kick!" Yin Zhuo pressed a finger hole on the table. He stared straight at Song Yingying with a sullen face and anger in his eyes.

Does she have to take off his robe and reveal his naked chest before she recognizes his manhood?

Looking at her innocent face, he was eating without distractions at the moment, and he couldn't help but wonder if he really took off his shirt and showed her his naked chest, I'm afraid she would say, "Sister, you are really a little bit. No boobs!"

Thinking of this, he laughed angrily to himself.

After folding his clothes, he said, "Actually, I'm a man."

Song Yingying, who had been working hard, finally stopped. She raised her head to look at him with a strange look in her eyes, and then nodded: "Oh."

"Oh?!" He couldn't help but picked up his chopsticks, held up her chopsticks, made her stop the action of picking vegetables, and looked straight at her: "Just this reaction?!"

Song Yingying complained in her heart, what did he want her to do? Do you want her to open her eyes exaggeratedly, scream with her face in her face, and shout, "No! I don't believe it! Impossible! You are so beautiful, how can you be a boy?"

Well, it's not impossible.

She put down her chopsticks, and she screamed with her face in her face: "Ah! No! I don't believe it!"

With the exaggerated and contrived expression, Yin Zhuo's brain throbbed suddenly, and she could not wait to strangle her to death. She pursed her lips tightly and put the chopsticks on the table, not wanting to eat a single bite.

Full of gas.

He stared at her deeply, trying to figure out a way to teach her a lesson. She was so **** off.

However, after Song Yingying finished her performance and sat back, she stopped mad at him and told him the truth: "Actually, on the first day I saw you, I found out that you are a man."

Yin Zhuo opened his eyes slightly: "What?"

"When you wanted to buy me, you bent over," Song Yingying made a bending motion, and then touched her neck, "If your Adam's apple is exposed, I know you are not a sister, but a brother."

Yin Zhuo was shocked! She actually found out that he was a man on the first day?

"Then why didn't you say it?" He was ashamed and angry.

Song Yingying said: "You are so good-looking! I thought, you dressed so delicately and went shopping, and you called yourself a sister. You definitely don't want others to expose you. I am considerate of you!"

Be considerate of the devil!

Yin Zhuo looked at her innocent appearance, and was very suspicious. She was not as innocent as she seemed, but there was actually a little villain in her heart.

But he has no evidence. Feeling ashamed and angry, angry and angry, he stood up and went out.

Song Yingying snickered secretly, swept half the table of dishes by herself, and did not want to move at all, sitting on the chair, rubbing her chubby belly.

After a while, Yin Zhuo came back.

"Not yet?" He frowned.

Seeing that he didn't really want to see her, Song Yingying stood up: "Let's go now."

"Sit down." He said, sitting back by himself, looking at the leftovers on a table with a look of disgust, "Someone!"

After a while, the guy came in, and Yin Zhuo asked him to collect the food and bring a new table.

Only then did he roll up his sleeves and eat slowly.

Song Yingying held her cheeks and watched him eat: "Sister, you look so good when you eat, and you look good in men's clothes."

The same set of manners can actually be applied to both men and women. It is amazing that men are not masculine when they are dressed, and women are not rough when they are dressed.

"My son." He said lightly without raising his eyes.

Song Yingying smiled and said, "Okay, son."

Yin Zhuo's heart calmed down a little. As she was eating, she heard her say again: "I have called my sister, the palace master, and the son. I don't know what new names will be called in the future?"

He paused, raised his eyes, and saw her looking at him curiously: "Does the son have another identity?"

Yin Zhuo was too lazy to pay attention to her and lowered his head to eat.

After eating gracefully, he asked the waiter to put away the plate, cleaned his hands, and wiped his hand ointment before looking at her and said, "Why don't you ask me why I dress up as a woman?"

Originally, if people asked him, he would never say it, and he would be angry.

But she wasn't curious at all, as if the actions he thought were important and contained special symbols had no meaning at all, making people unhappy.

"Because you hate men." Song Yingying said, "Of course you don't want to dress up as a man."

"Aren't you curious why I hate men?" he asked again.

Song Yingying hesitated, but did not speak immediately.

She was actually curious. The book doesn't say why he hates men so much. But she thought about it, it must be something happened to him, or the people around him, that he hated men.

But this kind of thing is too secret, the relationship is not close enough, and it is difficult to explore. Even if the relationship is close, it is actually difficult to ask, and it will touch the most embarrassing part of the heart.

She hesitated and said, "If you want to say it, I want to hear it."

"I don't want to say it." Yin Zhuo said immediately.

Song Yingying pouted, not feeling strange at all, and rolled her eyes at him.

Yin Zhuo laughed instead, and asked her again, "Why aren't you afraid of me?" He was very curious. There were no women he picked up before who didn't fear him. When he met others, he would always be afraid of him, such as Yu Yu. Shi, even if he helped her, she was still afraid of him. Both men and women fear him.

Only Song Yingying was different, she was never afraid of him, not afraid of him from the first sight.

At that time, he thought that she didn't know who he was, and that the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so he was not afraid of him. After getting acquainted with him later, she was more than not afraid of him, she was simply daring, dared to ask him to squeeze walnuts, dare to pinch his face, and even dared to yell at him, pointing at his nose and calling him an idiot.

Simply incredible.

Song Yingying was embarrassed. She felt that he probably made the mistake of "Woman, you are so different and attracted the attention of this palace master".

Thinking that he was already her potential suitor, he planned to make this "different" a little more. So, she smiled mysteriously and didn't answer.

Unexpectedly, he leaned over and flicked his fingers on her forehead: "What about the manners I taught you? Don't laugh!"

Song Yingying: "..."

Damn it! He is definitely going to be born alone! If she likes him in the future and falls in love with him, she will be a pig!

"I'm the deputy leader, not your little maid." She reminded him, "You can't be no big or small with me in the future, you have to respect me!"

Yin Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Deputy leader?"

"That's right!" Song Yingying raised her chest, "The deputy head of the Women's Mutual Help Door!"

He laughed: "How many disciples are in your gang?"

"Three!" She stretched out three fingers, "The leader, the deputy leader, and a disciple."

Yin Zhuo didn't even bother to complain about her. Saying such a childish thing would lower his status.

The two exchanged a few more words, and then discussed what to do next. It is necessary to develop members of the women's gang while avoiding vendetta.

"You can measure for yourself, which enemies are there, don't go to their territory." Song Yingying said.

Yin Zhuo hesitated.

"You shouldn't be enemies all over the world, right?" Song Yingying's eyes widened.

Yin Zhuo said: "I have no grudge against them, they have grudge against me."

"Bah!" Song Yingying gave him a hard look, "You can dress up as a man in the future! I don't want to be stabbed again!"

Yin Zhuo did not object.

He used to do things everywhere, and he always wore women's clothes. Not many people knew that the palace master of the Heartless Palace was a man, and his men's clothes were a little different from women's clothes, so when he changed back to men's clothes, he was clean all of a sudden. Now, no one is chasing him.

Even as he passed by the enemy's side with his expression unchanged, they just glanced at him and then withdrew their gaze.

But when he goes to work, the identity of a woman is more suitable, and it is easier for the same **** to speak his mind, so he still carries women's clothes with him.

Every time Song Yingying saw him change into women's clothes, she felt very kind and called him sister sweetly.

He is really beautiful when he wears women's clothes, and can give a 9. When it comes to menswear, it can also score a 7. Moreover, she used to tell her sister to get used to it at first, and she always felt that it was more familiar.

In a blink of an eye, a year has passed.

They helped many women, and the women's gang gradually became less famous. After being bullied, many women would say, "Be careful, I will write to the women's gang! Ask them to arrest you!"

They have set up many reception points for the aggrieved women to write letters for help. For those who are illiterate, the disciples at the receiving point will ghostwrite them.

"It's so tiring!" This day, after finishing one more thing, Song Yingying was paralyzed when she returned to the inn, her eyes were blank, like a salted fish, "I look at scumbags every day, and I really feel that all men in the world hate them. There isn't a good one."

She has only been working for a year, and she started to hate men, so Yin Zhuo's misogyny should be much heavier.

"No, I want to see a good man and wash my eyes." Song Yingying said, sat up and started to pack her bags.

She will fall in love, get married, and give birth to cubs in the future. So disgusting, how is it?

There are many good men in the world, she knows, she has to wash her eyes and recharge herself with energy.

She planned to visit Cast Sword Villa.

The two young masters of Zhujian Villa knew her, and now she is no longer a little girl who brings tea and water, but the deputy gang leader of the women's gang. A first-class room.

Thinking of the two excellent brothers who were honest and gentle, Song Yingying couldn't help but smile. Yin Zhuo, who was watching from the side, was a little unhappy.

Why hasn't she given up yet? Still thinking that there are good men in the world? Do you have to be deceived and betrayed before you give up?

With his fingers rubbing the jade pendant around his waist, he thought to himself that he was also a man.

Although he hates men and likes to dress up in women's clothes, he has never forgotten his identity as a man. Every morning when he wakes up, he needs to shave, put on makeup, cover up the man's stern lines, and wear high-necked clothes to cover his Adam's apple... These all remind him all the time that he is a man.

a man.

a nasty man.

What a bad man can do, he can do too.

The author has something to say: Yin Zhuo (smile): I can.