I Deliver Candy To Men

Yingying looked at him blankly.

His eyes are very clear and bright, and if you look closely, you can see that he is different from the previous one—the previous one, even if the hostility faded, his expression was still gloomy. Right now, his brows and eyes are bright, and he has no worries.

She was blank, raised a hand and pointed at him: "You, you—"

Hi! So angry!

She suddenly had chest tightness and stomped her feet frequently—how could she be so careless? Unexpectedly, he didn't realize that he had amnesia, and he was tricked by him!

Although she didn't want to do anything to him, it was a bit depressing that the great opportunity slipped away from her.

"Humph!" She snorted him heavily, and then shared his information with his smiling expression. This time, she was more careful and didn't say too much, so she honestly told him what he said yesterday. , and told him, "Your name is Meng Zi'an, you are a disciple of Changfengmen, killed many people from Xueyingmen, stained with blood, and came to my house to change clothes."

Mencius has no doubts now. He nodded and said, "Thank you girl for your hospitality." Then he asked her curiously, "Why did I leave without saying hello last night? What have I revealed before?"

Song Yingying thought to herself, you don't want to see me, you have to be a big devil! But this must not be said, so she shook her head: "I don't know." Then she eliminated him, "Do you think my bed is not easy to sleep in?"

She snorted twice and said his embarrassing thing: "Just because I looked at you twice, let me wash the tub for you, and now I don't like our bed, it's not uncommon to slip away quietly. The disciple of the big sect, Jin Guizhi!"

Mencius said solemnly, "I'm afraid the girl may have some misunderstandings. Meng is not such a person who doesn't know the rules of etiquette."

Although he has no memory, it is not that he does not know everything. For example, when he is a guest at someone else's house, he must have the courtesy of the guest. No matter what the host's family is, as long as the other party sincerely entertains him, he should be grateful and respected from the bottom of his heart.

Like she said, how could he ask her to clean the tub? Killing him can't do such a thing!

There is also disgust that the bed is too rough and impossible.

"Did the girl really admit the wrong person?" He raised his clear eyes and looked straight at her.

His gaze wasn't threatening in the slightest, but because it was too open, Song Yingying still couldn't bear it, she turned her head, and stomped her feet: "Yes, yes, I've got the wrong person, you're not Meng Shaoxia, you're a big bastard, okay? ?"

Turning around again, he glared at him fiercely: "I'm too lazy to care about you!"

ran away.

Mencius opened his mouth slightly, quite surprised!

This girl, this girl's performance... Could it be that she likes him? He had a vague guess in his heart, I'm afraid this girl was too warm to him, he couldn't stand it anymore, and ran away?

He vaguely felt that when he walked the rivers and lakes in the past, he encountered this kind of thing a lot. He also felt that a girl once knocked on his door at night and offered herself a pillow seat. He couldn't help thinking, could it be that she also... No, she shouldn't, just looking at her expression, she was candid, although she was a little coquettish, but not embarrassed.

He breathed a sigh of relief. That's good, as long as he didn't provoke her. Master has said that when they walk in the rivers and lakes, they should not provoke peach blossoms. After the punishment is over, he has to marry the other party and treat others well for the rest of his life. Otherwise, the martial arts will be abolished and expelled from the division.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help knocking his head. He doesn't seem to have serious amnesia, but he has forgotten a lot of things for a while, and occasionally a lot of memories will burst out.

He was not too worried about the memory loss. It was the injury that made him frown.

Reluctantly got off the ground, he walked outside the house.

"Why did the young man get out of bed?" Father Song asked.

Mencius bowed his hands, "Thank you for your help."

"The words are heavy, the words are heavy." Father Song waved his hand hurriedly, "The peace in the rivers and lakes is maintained by the honorable and respectable families of yours. Now that you are inconvenienced, we should also help."

After saying a few polite words, Mencius said, "I can't remember what happened before. I don't know if the enemy has been solved by me. I'm afraid staying here will cause trouble for the two of you."

Father Song was stunned for a moment, then hesitated for a while.

He hadn't thought about this before. Hearing Meng Zi'an's words at this time, he was a little undecided in his heart.

"It's very remote here, no one is looking for it!" At this time, Song Yingying turned her head and said, "You ran away at some point last night, plus you got into a fight with someone, and then was swept over by the river, If you do the math like this, you haven't run far. If people want to cut the grass and root, you will already be dead."

Where will she be picked up?

Hearing this, Meng Zian's eyes flashed with surprise: "Miss Song is so smart."

Song Yingying grimaced at him, and then said, "It's not as good as Meng Shaoxia, she obviously lost her memory, and she pretended to be nothing, and used other people's words, hum!"

Meng Zi'an was a little amused.

Although his injuries were serious, but it did not affect his walking, he said, "I'm going to look for my sword. I don't know where Miss Song picked me up, can you point me in the direction?"

Song Yingying was arranging herbs, she straightened up when she heard the words, and looked at him a few times. He clapped his hands and said, "You're wrapped like a zongzi, forget it, I'll go find it."

"Don't dare to work Miss Song." Meng Zi'an hurriedly stopped, "I can go by myself."

Song Yingying snorted at him: "If you fall or something, if your injury gets worse, won't you have to spend my family's herbal medicine? Your money is long enough for your treatment! Save your money!"

He turned his head out of the yard.

Mencius was amused, but still insisted on following: "If there is any danger, I can stop him."

Father Song was very willing to let Mencius follow him. His niece doesn't know martial arts, so what if she encounters bad people? Although Mencius was injured, he was not comparable to ordinary people like them.

Song Yingying and Mencius went upstream along the river.

"Could you tell me something about Jianghu, girl?" On the way, Mencius took the lead in breaking the silence. "I think of something from time to time. If the girl tells me about it, maybe I will quickly regain my memory."

Song Yingying's feet twitched and she quickly stood up: "No, don't tell me!"

Who wants him to restore his memory? After regaining his memory, he has to work hard to be the big devil again.

Although such amnesia is not a solution, but when she thinks of a way, he will restore her memory.

"Why?" Mencius asked in surprise.

Song Yingying said, "Tired!"

She was succinct, as if she was extremely reluctant to speak. Meng Zi'an couldn't help but be surprised and turned his head to look at her: "When I first woke up, the girl was very lively, she didn't seem like someone who was stingy with words. Could it be that she was angry with me and blamed me for concealing my memory loss earlier?"

Having said that, he stood still and clasped his fists at her very seriously: "Meng is wrong."

With such a serious and rigorous appearance, Song Yingying's footsteps could not help but stop, and she felt a little crazy.

"Okay," she said, "I don't blame you anymore."

"Thank you for your tolerance, girl." Mencius stood up straight and smiled at her, "Will you tell me, girl?"

Song Yingying still turned her head: "No."

"Why is this?" Mencius asked.

Song Yingying grabbed a grass from the ground, turned around and pointed at him with the grass stem: "Tell me, do you like me!"

Mencius was dumbfounded: "What, what?"

"If you don't like me, why do you always find excuses to talk to me?" Song Yingying pinched the grass stem, as if it was a whip or a sword, and slammed the pestle at him, "I'm a village girl, I can understand What's the matter? If you ask me, why don't you ask my father! You don't stay at home and ask my father, but you have to come out and ask me, do you dare to say that you have ulterior motives?"

Mencius was speechless.

"Humph! You look like a human being, and you are still a disciple of a major sect. I didn't expect you to be a pervert!" Song Yingying took advantage of his memory loss and deliberately bullied him, "Yesterday you insisted on pestering me, and I scolded you. Don, I can't save face, so I ran away at night! I didn't say it before, I was saving face for you! Hmph, don't pester me anymore, I don't like you!"

Mencius almost believed it.

"But looking at the girl, I don't want me to leave." He pursed his lips, looked at her and said, "When I first woke up, the girl said to me, 'No matter how far you run, you still want to come back. ?', and said, 'It's not that you are not allowed to go, you go quietly by yourself, and you don't say hello to us, what do you mean?' It doesn't seem like she scolded me and wanted me to leave ."

Most importantly, he knew he wasn't that kind of person.

This time, Song Yingying was speechless.

Mencius looked down at the grass stalk pointing at his chest, then raised his head to look at her: "The girl also said, 'I'm afraid I'll pester you?' So, who is pestering who-"

He didn't say anything behind.

The last sentence is said, in fact, has some regrets. Treating the girl's family like this is a bit rude.

The master told them not to provoke Peach Blossom indiscriminately, and he should not reason with her about who is pestering whom.

No longer asked her about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, she lifted her foot and walked forward: "Let's find the sword."

Song Yingying pouted and followed behind.

Although he was relieved, he no longer pestered her to ask about things on the rivers and lakes, but he was a little unhappy because of his indifferent attitude.

She ran up and grabbed his clothes: "Hey, you go on to say, who is pestering who?"

Why is she pestering him? Why didn't he pester her?

She is also very pretty and cute!

Mencius looked down at her hand holding his clothes, white and tender. I can't help but think that the hand of the girl's family is like a scallion.

Just as he was about to brush her away, a scene flashed in front of his eyes. A blood-stained thumb stood in front of him. The background was a place of corpses and blood. The scene was extremely uncomfortable.

He frowned and held his forehead.

"Hello?" Seeing him covering her head, Song Yingying suddenly stunned, "What's the matter with you? Did you remember something?"

Mencius recovered quickly, and the scene flashed by, but it didn't remind him more.

"It's okay." He shook his head. Looking down at her hands holding his sleeves, she raised her arms slightly.

If you are interested, you will immediately let go. But Song Yingying didn't let go. She glared at him and said, "I'm telling you! You are pestering me! You want me to wash the tub for you! You tease me! Don't admit it!"

Meng Zi'an felt in his heart that she was talking nonsense.

How could he do such a thing?

The author has something to say: Mencius Zian: Don't bully me for losing my memory! I've definitely never done that!