The True Man In the Feminist World

"She didn't forget to eat, did she?"

Feeling the hunger in his belly, Zhang Hao suddenly thought that Min Yuehua would also forget to eat, right? After thinking about it, it is indeed very possible. After all, you can forget about going to school, but it's okay. Even if you forget, you should go to eat now when you are hungry. He didn't expect Min Yuehua to be so exaggerated that he even forgot to sleep.

After sleeping, Zhang Hao still felt pain all over his body, grinned his teeth and got out of bed, walked slowly outside, rubbed his eyes lazily, and prepared to code words and live broadcast at home for a day, and then he was dumbfounded when he opened the door, staring wide His eyes were closed, his mouth was slightly opened, and he was a little stunned.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw sister Qinqin who was supposed to be in school. Of course, this is not the point, the point is that sister Qinqin is only wearing underwear! Still very sexy red lace underwear.

Half-covered, extremely alluring, this fiery figure full of femininity was a bit too irritating at first glance, which made him unable to recover for a while.

"Haohao, you're up, and I'm about to ask you to eat. My sister cooked something delicious."

Seeing that Zhang Hao had been staring at her body closely, Zhang Qianqin didn't care at all. There was a confident smile on her face, and she deliberately stretched her waist to exaggerate the curves of her body. Look straight.

It took Zhang Hao a while to come back to his senses. He touched his slightly hot nose and asked as calmly as possible, "Sister Qinqin, why are you at home?"

"I'm afraid you'll be alone at home and ask for leave to accompany you."

Zhang Qianqin approached Zhang Hao with a pleasant fragrance, and said something with a smile on her face. Seeing Zhang Hao's expression surprised, she chuckled, changed the subject immediately, touched his head and said: "I'm lying to you, today is nothing Things, let me go home early."

"That's good, sister Qinqin, don't just ask for leave just because you're afraid of my loneliness."

Zhang Hao looked suspiciously at Sister Qinqin's smiling face, but couldn't tell the truth at all from what she just said, so he went to the bathroom to wash up after giving instructions.

"What is this kind of thing? You are my sister's most precious treasure. If you are lonely, my sister will feel that the sky is falling!" Zhang Qianqin followed Zhang Hao to the bathroom without perversion, and exaggeratedly responded to his back.

Zhang Hao turned his head and glanced helplessly at Sister Qinqin's alluring figure. Sure enough, all the women became glib and good at speaking sweet words. Even Sister Qinqin could say nice things casually.

It's a pity that he is not a little girl, and he is numb to hearing these sweet words, and he is speechless just hearing them.

Zhang Hao was not picked up, but Zhang Qianqin was caught by Zhang Hao's glance back. The white eyes seemed to turn Zhang Qianqin's whole world upside down. on the chest.

Zhang Hao went to the kitchen after brushing his teeth and washing his face, and found that Sister Qinqin had really cooked a lot of delicious food, and the table was full of delicious dishes.

Zhang Hao had to admire Sister Qinqin's ability. According to his understanding, there are not many girls in this world who can cook. Although boys have been a bit spoiled in recent years, boys are still the main cook.

And these dishes...all of them are his favorite dishes...

There are several dishes made from his favorite potato, such as potato shreds, potato stewed beef...

The sweet words made Zhang Hao unmoved, but he was so touched that he was speechless when he prepared a table full of home-cooked dishes that he liked. Sometimes Zhang Hao even felt that Sister Qinqin knew him better than his father. Even hurt myself.

If it weren't for the man who didn't cry easily, he would even want to cry a little. No one in the two worlds was so considerate and kind to him.

"Sister Qinqin must have worked so hard to cook so many dishes, right? In fact, there's no need to cook so many dishes. We can't finish them all, and what's left is a waste." Zhang Hao couldn't help showing a moving smile, facing Qinqin who was sitting next to him The elder sister said, these are all his favorite dishes, how can I not know that elder sister Qinqin made them specially for him.

Zhang Hao thought that Sister Qinqin would be the same as before, with a gentle smile, and then said that it was not hard, but she turned over to him directly, with her head resting on his lap, with a wry smile on her face, and said in a serious manner: "Yes Ah, I've worked so hard, sister, I'm so tired, you don't know how long my sister has been busy cooking so many dishes, now I just want to lie on my baby brother's warm lap and have a good rest."

Zhang Hao felt a little pain in his leg, but he still gritted his teeth and threw it down. He lowered his head to look at Sister Qinqin's soft, huge snow-white... face, reached out and touched her head, and said with a somewhat erratic gaze: "Then eat it!" I'll let you lie down after dinner."

"No, I just want to lie down and rest now. It's okay, Haohao, don't worry about me. My sister has already eaten some." Sister Qinqin showed a mischievous smile, looked up from the bottom, and didn't think about it at all.

"All right."

Zhang Hao also let Sister Qinqin be willful. Although her whole body was sore, if Sister Qinqin wanted to lie down, she could lie down for as long as she wanted.

Zhang Hao, who was already very hungry, immediately started to eat. Sister Qinqin had already cooked delicious food, plus it was all his favorite food, so he ate with great relish. Occasionally, he would pick up some lazy sister Qinqin in the mouth.

Zhang Qianqin just kept her eyes open, looking at Zhang Hao quietly, thinking that if there were no accidents, she would be able to have sex with Haohao in a short time, as long as she endured for a while, she would be able to have sex every day!

Mom obviously entered her room, and she will definitely suspect that she is a concubine, not to mention the few things she deliberately arranged, just the president texts and dolls that Haohao gave her before are enough to make my mother Suspected that she was a concubine.

There is no doubt that my mother will panic that she doesn't like men, and will only try her best to straighten her up, and in the end she will only slowly step into her trap, and find that there are only two choices, one is to accept that she is Ji Grandma, there is another one that agrees with her to combine with Haohao, Zhang Qianqin believes that mom will choose the second one...

After Zhang Hao finished his meal and fed Sister Qinqin by the way, he took the initiative to do the dishes. Of course, Sister Qinqin couldn't be willing to let him do this kind of rough work.

After everything was cleaned up, Zhang Hao returned to the room to code. Sister Qinqin naturally followed him in. Originally, she wanted to give him a massage, but Zhang Hao, who was sore all over, did not dare to let Sister Qinqin pinch his body. Finally, she I can only lie comfortably on Zhang Hao's lap and continue to salt the fish.

Perhaps it was because of the change of the signing status, Zhang Hao was very motivated to code today, and a few strange readers came in the group, making it even more lively for a while, with various pictures of fierce girls and pictures of men's clothes of the big B's cute brother.

There was also a reader who claimed to be the author of the street chatting with him privately, telling him that after signing the contract, he had to update at least 4,000 words a day, and he had to be stable, so that he could get a recommended position. in this way.

4000 words, but it was only an extra hour of writing. Zhang Hao, who asked for a day off today, didn’t mind writing more. As for Sister Qinqin, of course she disagreed. Sister Qinqin touched his head and coaxed her a few words, and she immediately turned into a salted fish again, lying on his lap with an expression of enjoyment, almost drooling.