I Deliver Candy To Men [QT: IDCTM]

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Yingying is different. She firmly believes that there are good men in the world, and will stand up for her beliefs. Then, once she sees the world clearly and thinks that there is no good man in the world, she will be just like him and will not turn back to eliminate bad men.

Thinking of that scene, he felt relieved and looking forward to it.

"Let's go, my sister will take you to buy clothes." He raised his chin lightly and motioned her to follow.

Yin Zhuo originally planned to take her into Jingyun Villa and get her some clothes for the maid of Jingyun Villa. But she was so qualified, Yin Zhuo felt that she should be trained well and could not deal with her casually.

He took Song Yingying to go shopping.

Clothes, shoes, jewelry, I bought two sets for her.

"Sister, you are so generous." Song Yingying held her new clothes and jewelry with a genuine sigh on her face.

He is really generous! The clothes and jewelry I bought are all new, they look good, and the materials are also very good! Especially jewelry, buy all agate and jade.

He said, "You are still young, so wearing gold and silver doesn't look good, but jade suits you better."

Jade Oh! Expensive!

"Thank you sister." Song Yingying said sincerely.

Although he was idle and cheap, the good quality of generosity gave him a lot of points, and Song Yingying began to have a good impression of him.

Seeing her happy face, Yin Zhuo couldn't help but get interested, and asked the shopkeeper to bring some good things, and planned to choose two for himself.

Song Yingying stood aside, watching him pick.

She found that if she hadn't known that he was a man, she wouldn't have seen it at all!

Between his gestures, he was very graceful, without the roughness of a man at all. However, there is no feminine tenderness either. It seems that he is in his own group, and when people meet him, he only thinks that he is a beauty. As for his gender, it doesn't matter.

She looked at his hand picking fabrics. He was well-maintained, his hands were fair and well-proportioned, his fingers were slender, his nails were neatly manicured, and he was unpainted, a clean and healthy pink. There is no such thing as pinching orchid fingers. Just looking at his hands, he can't tell whether it belongs to a man or a woman.

She looked down at his shoes again. He did not wear embroidered shoes, but a pair of simple and elegant boots. Song Yingying couldn't help feeling that he wasn't pretending to be a woman on purpose, he was just a delicate boy who liked to wear women's clothes.

"Sister, how old are you?" Song Yingying leaned over and asked him.

Yin Zhuo was picking materials, and when she heard this question, she couldn't help but stop and turned her head to look at her.

"What's the matter? Why does my sister look at me like this?" Song Yingying looked at him innocently.

Yin Zhuo lowered her eyes and looked at her lightly.

"You are really courageous." He stretched out a finger and poked her forehead lightly, "Call me Palace Master in the future!"

No rules and no rules! Actually began to inquire about his age!

"Oh." Song Yingying leaned back and asked, "Palace Master, how old are you?"

Yin Zhuo had already turned to pick the fabric, but when he heard this, he raised his brows and turned his head. He didn't speak, trying to shock her with momentum and let her know his identity.