The True Man In the Feminist World

A Mei looked at the back of Zhang Hao and Zhang Qianqin leaving intimately, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart. Obviously, she had watched Zhang Hao grow up, but they had only known each other for a while and they were so good. Dad, I'm so envious!

If she was this big and good-looking, would she look like this now?

"Come on, my sister will take you to drink milk tea."

After Zhang Qianqin walked away, she quietly put her arms around Zhang Hao's waist.

Zhang Hao has no problem with drinking milk tea, but he has a problem with being hugged and walking. He couldn't help but stop, and said helplessly, "Sister Qinqin, you can walk while holding my hand."

"Huh? Why? Then my sister will be regarded as a very horny pervert."

Zhang Qianqin was taken aback when she heard the words, she didn't understand and responded, but immediately realized that Haohao was outside and couldn't bear it anymore. He was really going to become a little slut...but no matter what, he could only be her my little slut...

She then showed Zhang Hao with a smirk on how strange it is for a woman to hold hands. She held his hand tightly, and Zhang Hao's arm immediately felt extremely soft.

"It will happen. It's very strange to be seen like this. What you said is to seduce my sister." Zhang Qianqin whispered in Zhang Hao's ear, saying no, but holding Zhang Hao's hand Tight and tight, I will be ready to deal with him later.

Their upright and ambiguous figures quickly attracted the attention of passers-by. The men blushed just by glancing at them, while the women still looked envious.

"..." Zhang Hao opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. Asking a woman to hold hands is considered temptation, so what else could he say.

So it turns out that the women in the original world were sexually harassing men...

"Look, everyone is looking at us. Which woman have you ever seen go out and hold a man's hand like this? Not to mention being regarded as a perverted sex maniac, she will quickly become a beast."

Zhang Qianqin looked at Haohao's eyes as if a flame appeared, swallowed her saliva inadvertently, then let go of her hand, and continued to hug Zhang Hao's waist.

She still kept a certain distance, trying not to let her filthy things touch Haohao, there was no way, Da Qi had troubles with Da Qi, so she couldn't do whatever she wanted.

After listening to Sister Qinqin's explanation, Zhang Hao understood that no man would walk on the street with a woman's thigh in his arms. Let alone whether he could walk, the scene was unimaginable.

But knowing it, he still doesn't like being walked with a girl's arms around his waist. He really wants to hug Sister Qinqin's soft waist, but now he just wants Sister Qinqin to put her hands down.

He stretched out his hand and moved Sister Qinqin's hand away, and held it in his hand. Zhang Qianqin was stunned for a moment, then smiled, and clasped his hand tightly, getting closer to him.

Zhang Hao feels that this is much more normal. Just now, he felt the chill of being treated as a little woman, which made him a little unbearable. Sure enough, he couldn't accept the culture of this world...

Zhang Hao conveniently put on a mask to prevent being photographed by passers-by. Anyway, he is still a bit famous, and his emoticons are still used by many people.

Seeing him doing this, Zhang Qianqin thought that he was afraid of being seen by acquaintances, so she held his hand tightly. Sooner or later, she would make their relationship fair and above board!

Zhang Hao followed Sister Qinqin to a nearby milk tea shop. Zhang Hao couldn't help sighing when he entered the store. He knew that he would have to eat rice again today, but he thought that his money would be given to Sister Qinqin in the future. They are a family , It will be a family in the future, and it's no big deal.

Sister Qinqin deliberately chose an off-angle position, and then ordered several milk teas. Zhang Hao once again saw how Sister Qinqin wasted money. There were only two people, but he ordered an unknown number of cups of milk tea.

Zhang Hao didn't say anything this time, anyway, he will raise Sister Qinqin, so starting a business can only succeed and not fail! Otherwise, even Sister Qinqin wouldn't be able to support her!

Zhang Qianqin didn't count according to the number of people, as long as she felt that Haohao might like it, she clicked it out.

"Hao Hao drink it, you should like this."

Zhang Qianqin picked up a cup of milk tea casually, took a sip through the straw, felt that the taste was not bad, it should be Haohao's favorite flavor, and handed it to him immediately.

Zhang Hao tried it and found that it was really good. Sister Qinqin tried one by one, and she immediately handed the ones that Haohao would like to Haohao.

Zhang Hao felt something was wrong when he was eating. What's going on? Sister Qinqin knows his taste very well!

"Sister Qinqin, you really know my taste..." Zhang Hao said a little stunned.

One or two are okay, so many sisters have all been hit by sister Qinqin, and even what she likes the most, she has hit the spot in advance. All kinds of snacks, snacks, and cooked meals are also his favorite...

"From what you usually eat, it can be seen that you have a heavy taste, a bit biased towards sweet and salty tastes, exactly the same as my sister's taste, I like it, and you generally like it."

While explaining with a smile, Zhang Qianqin picked up a bite-sized pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, saying, "How about this?"

"delicious."

Zhang Hao finished eating in a few mouthfuls, feeling a little ashamed. He actually didn't know anything about Sister Qinqin. After hearing this, he silently wrote it down. It turned out that Sister Qinqin's taste was very similar to his.

"If it's delicious, eat more and eat slowly. It's okay to have a sister who comes home late. I've already told my mother."

Seeing Zhang Hao stuttering, Zhang Qianqin couldn't help smiling, reached out and touched his head, and then looked at him with a smile on her face, and she just ate a little symbolically.

Just looking at her, she saw Haohao put his mobile phone on the table to send someone a message. When she looked up, she saw that the other party was using Haohao Saber's cos photo as his profile picture, and she couldn't help asking: "Who? Why? Use your cosplay as your avatar."

"Min Yuehua, my friends all use this cosplay photo of mine as their avatar..."

Zhang Hao didn't hide from Sister Qinqin, and explained with some helplessness that his photo was used as a profile picture by his friends, or all friends, he always felt weird, even Sister Qinqin was like this, recently he has been unable to recognize people by looking at the profile picture .

Before that, Min Yuehua's profile picture was obviously a tank.

"Oh, it's her... This cosplay photo is really pretty, but it's annoying that all my friends use the same avatar..."

Zhang Qianqin was not angry, but the smile on his face was even wider.

"Well, I can only recognize people by their names."

Zhang Hao responded casually, telling Min Yuehua that he was drinking milk tea in the city center, and then chatted with Lin Yilong and Ling Hao for a while. How does the teacher hold respect.

It's just that when Zhang Hao replied, his hand was suddenly grabbed by Sister Qinqin.

"You still have something on your fingers."

Zhang Qianqin got up slightly, put Zhang Hao's fingers in his mouth to suck them up while Zhang Hao was stunned, then picked up a tissue on the side and wiped it for him, and said softly: "Let's post it after eating."

"It's okay, they are asking me about leaving early, let me explain first."

Zhang Hao quickly came to his senses, and then felt that it was nothing. The fifth girl had been teased by Sister Qinqin many times when she was at home, and there were others who were more obscene than this, but she was a little too bold outside.

He continued to chat with everyone, each of them was very worried and asked a lot of questions, of course he had to reply as soon as possible, so as not to worry them.

But after a while, he felt a foot that had taken off his shoe stretched out from under the table. When he looked up, he saw Sister Qinqin, who was resting her face on one hand, quietly looking at the side face outside. This foot seemed to be similar to hers. It doesn't matter at all...