The True Man In the Feminist World

Min Yuehua may have gotten used to being isolated by others, she just sat there alone like a normal person, still dismantling gastronomy, she seems to be collecting some gastronomy toys recently, and now she buys a few every day.

Zhang Hao didn't know why she didn't buy a bunch of gashapons all at once to have a good time. It was nothing to her, but she wanted to buy a few every day.

As soon as Zhang Hao came in, everyone's eyes were on him, and Min Yuehua also noticed his presence, so he immediately looked over.

Although there was no expression, Zhang Hao still felt that she wanted to greet her with a smile, but couldn't.

Why.

Zhang Hao sighed and walked over. He didn't expect his charm to be so great that some people would feel jealous because others got too close to him.

Seeing Zhang Hao approaching, Min Yuehua immediately stood up and returned his seat to him. Under the short skirt, a pair of straight long legs wrapped in black silk were directly exposed in front of Zhang Hao's eyes, allowing him to recognize at a glance that he bought it.

This black silk is not an ordinary black silk, and there are small fighter jets tattooed on it. Zhang Hao thought that Min Yuehua would like it, so he bought it.

"The stockings you bought."

Min Yuehua followed Zhang Hao's gaze and found that he was looking at her legs, and said, "I like it very much."

"nice! You love it."

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, and sat in his seat, and Min Yuehua sat across from him again.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Zhang Hao looked at her quiet, elf-like face, and said apologetically.

Obviously she doesn't provoke right and wrong, she is like an elf who does not eat fireworks in the world, she always sits quietly in the corner alone, but because of him, she fights with others again and again.

Beating the delinquent boy, beating Wei Nan, and now because of him, he was almost blocked in the toilet and beaten.

Thinking of these Zhang Hao felt very guilty, and his heart was full of anger, those women actually wanted to beat Min Yuehua in the toilet! If she hadn't been capable, the result would have been unimaginable...

Min Yuehua shook her head immediately when she heard the words, and said seriously: "We are good friends for life, there is no need to say sorry."

Min Yuehua tilted her head and thought for a while before adding: "And it's not your fault this time, even if it was, there's no need to say I'm sorry, I will forgive you no matter what your fault is."

These simple and sincere words warmed Zhang Hao's heart, and he was very moved.

If it were any other woman, he wouldn't even bother to listen to it. It was sweet talk to deceive a man. But Zhang Hao here at Min Yuehua knew that these were not sweet words, but her sincere words.

Min Yuehua's feelings are so sincere, simple and innocent, so Zhang Hao has always cherished the relationship between the two of them, and he is also very sincere to her.

"After all, it happened because of me. I still feel sorry. Fortunately, you are fine. Otherwise, wait... What happened to your hand!?"

Zhang Hao couldn't help but rejoicing that she was fine, but his face immediately changed, and he hurriedly grabbed Min Yuehua's hand, and found that her right hand was actually covered with a Band-Aid, and the back of her hand was also flushed.

"I didn't know what to hit me yesterday. I blocked it, and that's it."

Min Yuehua subconsciously explained something when she heard Zhang Hao's question, and then she noticed that Zhang Hao's face was ugly, as if he was very angry, and said quickly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

As he spoke, he patted the wound with his other hand to prove that it was all right.

"Stupid, don't shoot."

Zhang Hao hurriedly reached out to stop her after she patted it. Looking at the little white hand with some discomfort, anger rose uncontrollably in his heart. This hand was supposed to be perfect, but now it is torn...

"Because you looked worried and thought I had something to do."

Seeing that Zhang Hao refused to pat Min Yuehua, he scratched his head with his hand and explained the reason for clapping his hands.

"I'm really worried..."

Zhang Hao forced a smile, but the smile disappeared quickly, and he couldn't smile at first.

He was sincerely angry at those three women, knowing that Min Yuehua had a good relationship with him and was his good friend, yet he dared to hurt her and threatened to keep her away from him.

This has touched Zhang Hao's bottom line, he can't tolerate others hurting his important people!

Zhang Hao then asked Min Yuehua how the matter was handled, and whether she would be punished. Min Yuehua said he didn't know. The teacher said that the matter was still under investigation, and how to deal with it would have to wait for the results.

"Zhang Hao, the plane on these stockings is so comfortable to the touch, it feels like it's bulging."

In the middle of talking, Min Yuehua suddenly talked about stockings, touched his legs, and said to Zhang Hao in a very miraculous way.

"Uh...it will be very comfortable..."

Zhang Hao was stunned for a moment, and replied speechlessly. However, he could completely imagine the smooth cotton texture on the beautiful legs.

"You try too."

Min Yuehua suddenly raised his leg under the table, stretched it towards Zhang Hao, and placed it on his chair, where Zhang Hao was in an awkward position.

Min Yuehua has the mentality of sharing good things together, and also wants Zhang Hao to experience this comfort.

"..."

Looking at Min Yuehua's beautiful paralyzed face, Zhang Hao couldn't help feeling a little speechless, but he didn't refuse. Seeing that everyone couldn't see it, he reached out and touched it.

It is indeed as comfortable as Min Yuehua said, silky and silky, and there is a slightly raised feeling when touching the pattern of the airplane. In short, his leg control is amazing!

"Zhang Hao, do you wear these stockings too? They are very warm and comfortable."

Seeing that Zhang Hao also liked it, Min Yuehua suddenly said something that almost made Zhang Hao choke.

"I don't need it... Silk stockings are something girls wear, and they are used with skirts."

Zhang Hao shook his head again and again, this sentence caused him strong discomfort, how could he be a man of seven feet wearing silk stockings!

Does he look like a man who can wear stockings! ? If it wasn't for Min Yuehua, he would want to spray her face right now!

"What do girls wear? No, I saw men wearing skirts and stockings last time." Min Yuehua said doubtfully.

"That's a masculinist..."

Zhang Hao responded with a wry smile, he didn't want to talk about this topic that would cause discomfort, he checked the drawer of the table, but didn't see anything perverted, presumably that perverted woman didn't come this morning.

He is not in the mood to care about this today, he only cares about Min Yuehua's affairs, no matter how this matter is caused by him, he wants to clear up Min Yuehua's grievances.

Lin Yilong and Ling Hao also came later, Lin Yilong was very angry as soon as he came in, and immediately took out the school's post to show Zhang Hao.

They were all talking about Min Yuehua beating someone again yesterday, and everyone thought it was her beating someone out of nowhere.

When a person is too perfect, he will attract jealousy, and when he makes a mistake, he will be infinitely magnified by a group of people. No one wants to understand, or listen to your explanation, either to gloat, or to add insult to injury. Min Yuehua is in this situation at the moment, and everyone has already won for her. Nicknamed a violent woman.

The most important thing is that there are a few trumpet comments who just registered, Zhang Hao and Min Yuehua are really a perfect match, a violent woman with green tea hanging...

This comment left Zhang Hao speechless, but made Lin Yilong and Ling Hao very angry.

They naturally believed in Min Yuehua, and felt unfair for Min Yuehua when they heard the real reason.

Although Min Yuehua looks weird, he is usually an obedient child, and it is easy to be trusted after getting along for a long time.

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