I Deliver Candy To Men

Song Yingying saw that he squeezed the walnuts so well, and excitedly took out a few: "Palace Mistress, squeeze a few more."

Yin Zhuo pursed his lips slightly, looked at her coldly, and crushed the walnuts one by one.

He really wanted to pinch her head!

When he said that sentence, he never imagined that there would be a disciple who would dare to call him the Palace Master!

However, it was too late to regret it now. With a sullen face, he crushed the walnuts she handed over one by one.

"Thank you, sister." Song Yingying put the walnut kernel in her hand and handed it to him with a smile, "My sister pinched it, and my sister eats it too."

Yin Zhuo looked at her white and tender little hand holding a handful of walnut kernels, and her five fingers were slender and tender, like green onions, like nephrite.

Turn your head away.

"Since my sister doesn't eat it, then I'll eat it myself." Song Yingying didn't find it strange when she saw that he didn't eat it, she withdrew her hand with a smile, and started eating walnuts one by one.

The two settled in a nearby city.

The young lady who was driving left, Song Yingying and Yin Zhuo found an inn to stay.

"Two rooms go to the room." Yin Zhuo's neutral voice sounded.

The shopkeeper looked at Yin Zhuo, who was elegant and beautiful, and Song Yingying, who was pretty and lovely. He couldn't tell if it was two sisters or two masters and servants. He hesitated and asked, "Guest officer, do you really want two rooms?"

Even if the family has money, this is not the way to spend it, right? It's just two people, do you want to live in two separate rooms? Not a man and a woman.

"Is it gone?" Yin Zhuo asked.

"Yes." The shopkeeper replied.

Yin Zhuo tapped his finger on the table, pressing out an obvious pit: "Why don't you open soon?"

Seeing that this elegant and beautiful young lady was obviously violent, the shopkeeper didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly opened the room and handed them the key.

Song Yingying and Yin Zhuo's rooms are next to each other.

Song Yingying also teased him: "Sister, do you like quietness, are you afraid that I will quarrel with you?"

Yin Zhuo said lightly, "En."

Song Yingying burst into laughter, secretly thinking that it's not that he didn't know that he was a man, and that he also knew how to open a room for one person.

"Then I'll be good, I won't disturb my sister at night." After speaking, he went to his room.

With her lively back figure, Yin Zhuo frowned slightly. Being so unsuspecting, if a Deng disciple came at night, she would not be able to guard against it. But he thought about it again, with him next door, ordinary disciples can't get in.

After a night of rest, the two had breakfast and went out.

Yin Zhuo wanted to point out the dirty side to show her, but Song Yingying showed him the peaceful scene everywhere.

Neither of them could convince the other.

They were standing still, and suddenly heard a pleading voice not far away: "This is the money that the old man gave his wife to get medicine. I beg a few uncles to do well and give it back to the old man."

The two looked up and saw a few men dressed as hooligans, pushing and shoving an old man with gray hair, listening to the voice, as if they had robbed him of his money.

Yin Zhuo looked indifferent, turned his head, and was about to leave.

"Sister!" Song Yingying grabbed his sleeve, "Don't you always say that the reason a man doesn't change his mind is because he is poor? If he has money, will he treat his wife's illness, or will he go to hell?"

Yin Zhuo said indifferently: "See a doctor for my wife."

"Don't you think he's going to spend time and drink?" Song Yingying asked in surprise.

Yin Zhuo sneered: "His unexpected wealth in Chad can't be changed for a while, and he will definitely treat his wife's illness. But after a long time, he will definitely spend a lot of money with his surplus money." He looked down again. She, "I know what you're thinking. You want me to give him money, see a doctor for his wife, and fulfill their relationship as husband and wife, don't you?"

Of course Song Yingying couldn't admit it: "No!"

"It's useless to deny it!" Yin Zhuo pulled back his sleeves and walked away, "I won't help him."

Song Yingying entangled him: "Sister! I have a certainty of victory, he will go to hell! Why don't you make a bet with me? Dare?"

As the palace lord of the Palace of Heartless Love, she naturally couldn't tolerate her saying that he didn't dare, Yin Zhuo lowered his eyes slightly: "Why do you think he will go to the lavish place?"

Song Yingying pointed to her eyes and said mysteriously, "I saw something different."

Yin Zhuo was suspicious. He looked at the old man again, and saw that his shoulders were slumped, wiping his tears, and walking forward with heavy steps. How to see, there is no difference?

"I once gave a man money," Yin Zhuo said, "just like this old man. At first, he used money to treat his wife's illness, but later, he disliked his wife's illness and couldn't serve him, so he took the money to go around. "

Song Yingying froze for a moment, and suddenly felt sad in her heart. It turned out that he did not judge by words, but experienced real things.

"What are you betting on?" Yin Zhuo asked her.

Song Yingying said, "Bet my monthly money for three months!"

Yin Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Monthly money?"

"Yeah." Song Yingying nodded, "What? Didn't my sister plan to give me monthly money?"

Yin Zhuo choked.

Since the establishment of the Heartless Palace, it has taken in many women, but it has never given them monthly money. They only provided them with food, clothing, housing, and transportation, and later asked them to eliminate bad men, and never paid monthly money.

He looked at this little Miaomiao that he planned to cultivate, but she actually asked him for monthly money?

"Three months? How is it enough?" He said lightly, "Ten years!"

Song Yingying's eyes widened suddenly: "Sister, are you too cruel?"

"Bet with me, is it so easy to fight?" Yin Zhuo said lightly.

Song Yingying looked at the back of the old man as if he was about to collapse in the next moment, and gritted her teeth: "Ten years is ten years!"

Anyway, he managed to eat, drink, and even buy her clothes and jewelry. It was useless for her to ask for monthly money!

Bet!

The two followed the old man and saw that he had entered the dilapidated house, and there was a seriously ill woman lying in the narrow and dark room, and they knew that he was telling the truth. Hearing him endure his grief again and tell a clumsy lie in front of his old wife, Song Yingying pursed her lips and poked Yin Zhuo.

Yin Zhuo squeezed the prepared broken silver between his fingers and flicked it at the head of the bed!

"Oh, what fell on my head?" The woman said weakly, and then she heard the old man's surprised voice, "It's silver! Oh my God! Is this God who saw us being pitiful and came to rescue us?"

The old man was about to kneel and kowtow, thanking God, but the woman held him back and said, "It must be that you met a noble person on the way, and they followed him. Seeing that we are pitiful, you donate money to help. Go out and see, has the benefactor gone far? "

The woman's words declined, and Yin Zhuo had already carried Song Yingying and flew away.

For the next few days, the two secretly observed the daily life of the old man and the woman.

The old man bought medicine with money, fried it for the woman, and bought some rice to make porridge for the woman to drink. He scooped the thick soup to the woman, drank the clear soup himself, and spent as much money as possible on his wife.

Yin Zhuo looked at Song Yingying: "You lost."

Song Yingying made a sad look: "Wuwuwu, I thought I was right, but I didn't expect that I was wrong. It's still my elder sister who is amazing. My elder sister knows everything. I'm the stupidest."

Yin Zhuo: "…"

He couldn't see that she was deliberately inviting him to bet, and the rivers and lakes had been in vain all these years.

Both angry and funny.

He also felt pity for her innocent heart, thinking that in the future this heart would be severely damaged and become as cold and ruthless as his, and suddenly hesitant.

"Fortunately, my sister didn't give much." Song Yingying wiped away the tears of remorse that didn't exist, and looked at Yin Zhuo with admiration and said, "If she gave more, he will definitely go out and spend a lot of time when the woman recovers. Yes. Now it's the best, just enough for his wife to see a doctor and buy some rice to eat. It's good that the two are in harmony. My sister is so wise and wise!"

She gave two thumbs up and held it up to him: "Sister is great!"

Yin Zhuo couldn't stand her stupidity any longer, and slapped her away with a slap.

Song Yingying snickered and followed behind him: "Sister, you said how good they are, they can be good all their lives, and the old man has no chance to do bad things. He will grow old with his wife."

Yin Zhuo said coldly: "That's because he has no chance."

"Yeah! So, why give him a chance?" Song Yingying asked, "I thought about it, when our sisters from the Heartless Palace seduce bad men, they are giving them a chance! It stands to reason that many families, originally There is no such opportunity. For example, this old man, he is old and poor, how can there be a talented sister who has to follow him?"

This kind of thing would never have happened in their life.

Without external temptation, a couple who can live in harmony for a lifetime can not be a good couple?

"Sister, think about that old man, he had no money to treat his wife, his wife would die of illness, and he would die alone. Now his sister has helped him, so that he and his wife can live a healthy life again. For many years, take care of each other and support each other until old age. Isn't it good?"

She shook his sleeves and said, "Isn't it good to see others in harmony? Why do you have to prove that men are hateful and that happy families don't exist, so you will be happy?"

Like a pebble dropped on the calm heart lake, a circle of ripples swayed.

Yin Zhuo couldn't help but think, is he happy? He saw the true face of one man after another. Is he happy? Is he happy to let those bad men end miserably?

no. He wasn't happy. Even, every time he dealt with a bad man, the hostility in his heart increased.

There was no emotion on his face. She just lowered her eyes and looked at Song Yingying's pure eyes.

He hadn't broken her over, but she was going to twist him.

Very good, she is really a good seedling.

The two changed cities and continued to observe secretly.

Song Yingying was carried by Yin Zhuo and saw many dark sides. For example, the wife is seriously ill, but the husband and sister-in-law are doing that kind of thing in the darkroom. For example, if the wife cannot give birth to a son, the man keeps the outer chamber outside, and even kills his wife to make room for the outer chamber and the illegitimate child. For example, a gentle and considerate man in front of others beats his wife when he gets home, and treats her like a beast.

Within three days, Song Yingying vomited.

The author has something to say: Brother Fat (thumbs up): If you dare to abuse the heroine, I respect you as a man.

Yin Zhuo (with murderous intent): A man? You know too much!