Three hundred and thirty second chapter bold woman
"Worry about us, men are just men, if they don't have any masculinity or principles, then they really have to be useless in the arms of women. I have been a prostitute in the past few years, but I have been spoiled by them.
Temper, but these birdies killed people in front of me, and killed the mother of one of my wife's sisters. How can I hold it in? Besides, I accidentally provoked it. If I
If I don’t give her an explanation, I’m no longer a man, right?”
"You `````" Yang Ziyue was also stunned for a moment. Seeing that Zhang Zihao was still a little angry, she shook her head helplessly.
Indeed, she has seen so many men, but she has never seen such a weird man. He is bloody and courageous. Although he values friendship, he lacks the mother-in-law of a woman. Even though he is dead, he is still quite handsome on the surface.
He is calm and can't even see a trace of sadness, but he uses actions to express his guilt, which is completely opposite to those scholars who can only cry and only talk. Maybe this is the aura of a man!
This seems to be something that makes women obsessed.
"Come on, I won't talk about you anymore. You are such a weird man. To be honest, I have met so many men, but none of them are the same as you. But to be honest, you do look quite similar.
A man is much better than those men outside."
"Ouch, how can I bear it?" Zhang Zihao laughed and looked at the little woman strangely. Seeing how serious she was, he felt a little embarrassed, "Come on, don't fall in love with me.
I have a lot of wives, haha``````"
"Whoever has a crush on you, don't be so self-righteous." Yang Ziyue kissed him lightly, but when she talked about this, she felt her heartbeat speed up. Now that she is so old, she has never been there before.
With this reaction in front of the man, she was unconsciously thinking, did she really like him? The two of them fell silent immediately, watching TV quietly without saying anything.
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It was ten o'clock in the evening, and the TV was finished. Yang Ziyue came over with a quilt in her arms. When she saw this man, she said a little apologetically: "I only have a room and a bed. I don't bother to say polite words anyway, and you certainly don't either."
If you let me sleep on the sofa, I have to let you sleep on the sofa tonight."
"Come on, I've even laid down in a stinking ditch before. A sofa is enough to sleep on." Zhang Zihao took the quilt generously and looked at her with a strange smile, "But you are a woman with a bold personality and a bit of a man.
Tune.”
Zhang Zihao smiled slightly and pulled away the quilt, "Okay, go to sleep! There is a man at home, and I'm worried that you won't be able to adapt to it."
"Uh~! Where is that?" Yang Ziyue looked a little embarrassed. Indeed, she was used to being alone. She always wore thin pajamas and sat on the sofa to watch TV at night, but today she was dressed neatly. It sounds like it was true.
There was a bit of a weird smell, and she always felt like she was being watched when she went to the toilet. However, Zhang Zihao was a gentleman and would not do those things. If he admitted it, it would not mean that he was withdrawn.
"Okay, I'm going back to the room, good night." Yang Ziyue also avoided the embarrassment and immediately turned around and went back to the room.
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Watching her enter the room, Zhang Zihao also took off his clothes and lay down on the sofa. However, this woman's quilt still smelled fragrant. He felt a little strange when he smelled it. But going to bed so early, plus
It was a woman's house, and he couldn't sleep either. He always felt like something was missing around him.
And Yang Ziyue was lying on the bed alone, tossing and turning, her mind was in a mess. Pictures of the past kept flashing in front of her, and her thoughts suddenly came to her mind.
I remembered that my parents were noisy when I was a child, and later they divorced. I followed my mother. Although I had a stepfather, he was not his biological child, and he was lukewarm towards her.
She lacked love and care since she was a child, so she also worked extra hard. She did many things on her own, and her temperament became much stronger. After finishing college, she worked outside alone and never wanted to rely on anyone. She was studying.
Sometimes she would see her classmates being noisy, and some of them would make trouble over trivial matters like children. She was also very dissatisfied. This was because she was too sensible and too precocious! In these years, she seemed to have been so noisy that she had lived for several lifetimes.
The old woman is the same.
After turning over a few times, she suddenly shouted again: "Zhang Zihao, are you asleep?"
"Not yet! What's the matter?"
"What, you can't sleep either?"
"It's not that I can't sleep, it's just that I used to have insomnia. It's gotten better in the past few years, but I'm not used to going to bed early. But this is your house, and I'm not afraid of disturbing you! So I just went to bed~!" Zhang Zihao
In fact, he goes to bed quite early at home, but he has to do some exercise with his wife every night. Without a woman, he usually goes to bed late. Now that there is no woman, he goes to bed early and goes to bed early, so he really can't fall asleep.
Already.
"Then let's chat with me, I can't sleep!"
"What are you talking about? Tell me, I'm happy to accompany you."
"Tell me how you chase your wife and their wives. I'd like to hear about your romantic affairs. There are so many women following you. I'm a little surprised. Why, don't they quarrel together?"
"Uh~!" Zhang Zihao was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Speaking of quarrels and troubles, he found it a bit funny. All of his women were reasonable, beautiful and gentle. Apart from being considerate and caring towards him, they never really followed him.
Why was he so awkward? When he thought about the quarrel, he felt that it was the work of a shrew, but this was also the reason why his woman was so good. He couldn't explain it, so he had to ask: "Come on, they have
What’s so quarrelsome? Do you still quarrel with your female friends?”
"Friends are friends, but they are all your women. Aren't you jealous?"
"Halo, I'm not partial to anyone, so I'm not jealous. Besides, I understand them, and they understand me. We live together with our hearts open, and there's no need to be jealous. Moreover, they are all gentle and virtuous, and they stay together.
If I have more friends, my life will be more lively.”
However, it is really rare for this man to have three wives and four concubines, and it is really rare for his family to be harmonious. Thinking about it, he added: "Those stupid emperors! They don't know what grievances their own women have, and they don't know what their thoughts are. They always like new things."
If you complain about the past and always leave women alone in empty rooms, there will naturally be more conflicts between women. I am not that kind of man."
However, with the door closed, the sound was much quieter. When we talked, we still yelled as if we were arguing. It was really inconvenient.
Yang Ziyue believed in Zhang Zihao's character, and she had no doubt about the man's arrogance. She couldn't sleep at night, so she opened the door and glanced at the sofa, "Okay, let's just chat like this for the rest of the day.
To be honest, I have never told a man what I am worried about. I can’t sleep today. I don’t know why, but I feel that talking to you, a man, is quite refreshing. If you can’t sleep, just chat with me.”
And remembering what Zhang Zihao said just now, she continued: "Then you are a man like us! I really want to know."
She really didn't hear the previous words very clearly, but she did hear the last sentence. Speaking of what kind of man Zhang Zihao was, she looked very interested.
Zhang Zihao raised his head and glanced at this woman. However, this woman was wearing thin pajamas, and her graceful figure could be seen through the scattered lights. She really felt that she couldn't stop, and he was a little ready to make trouble.
Feel.
Then he turned his head and looked away from the woman. Seeing how enthusiastic and unrestrained the woman was towards him, he felt a little uncomfortable. "Come on, why are you so curious about me? I already have a wife."
"Tch, I can't think highly enough of you!" Yang Ziyue laughed, but she was also a mature and strong woman. After thinking about it, she said without hesitation: "Actually, this is the first time I've seen you.
I would like to ask you clearly about the feelings between men and women. What is the difference between you and other men? How come I see so many men and my mood does not fluctuate at all. When I see you, my heart beats faster. Please tell me.