I Deliver Candy To Men

Yingying's heart softened and she stopped.

What about catching up with him? It's just a silly joke, it can't make him tear his fingers.

As soon as she stopped, Situ Jun immediately caught up with her. The wheelchair stopped forcibly, half a step away from her.

He raised his head, staring at her with dark eyes.

His eyes showed a bit of treacherousness, which made people look at it, and felt fear for no reason. However, he didn't move for a while, just looked at her fixedly.

After a long time, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Song Yingying's wrist: "I caught up with you."

He took so much effort just to catch up with her, to say such an ambiguous, pun intended word? Song Yingying couldn't help but sigh.

God! Wouldn't he chase girls if he didn't lose his wits?

Five-year-olds only play this kind of trick, okay?

She shook off his hot, sweaty hand and said, "Little Marquis, it's useless for you to catch up with me, I—"

"If I greet you with the ceremony of being a wife, will you marry me?" Situ Jun interrupted her abruptly.

Song Yingying was startled.

Situ Jun pursed his lips and looked at her seriously.

"Humph!" Song Yingying suddenly shook him off, "First of all! You have to please me first! I like you, that's the first step. Then, if you marry me as a proper wife, I will promise you!"

He didn't chase after her! Just ask her if she wants to marry him? It also looks like he has made a great sacrifice!

Pooh! treacherous!

Situ Jun was thrown away by her, not angry, just raised his head and looked at her fixedly.

Desire gradually filled his eyes.

It's good, she shows this fresh and moving appearance again.

Situ Jun sometimes thinks that he is not disabled in his legs, but in his eyes, right? Otherwise, why would he see nothing without her?

At this moment, when he looked at her angry look, he only felt that the whole world was brighter.

"I'll please you." His voice was soft, but firm, or certain.

Song Yingying "hum" him: "The ghost wants to like you! Treacherous ghost!"

Situ Jun laughed: "Okay, I'm a treacherous ghost, you are a clever ghost, you like me, this is called 'the normal feeling of ghosts'."

"Bah! Cheeky!" Song Yingying pushed him.

Suddenly, he reached out to catch her again.

Song Yingying took a step back cleverly. She didn't catch him, and made a face at him: "Do you think I'll be easily fooled?"

Situ Jun didn't even touch the corners of his clothes, and he was worried, twitching his fingertips and not speaking.

Song Yingying saw him twirling her fingertips and thought his hand was sore, so she went to find a cool and swelling ointment: "Put out your hand."

Situ Jun stretched out a pair of red and swollen hands.

He has been spoiled since he was a child, and he has never touched any rough work. The pen holder is probably the heaviest thing he has ever squeezed. These hands are really delicate. After pushing the wheelchair for so long, it is not far from breaking the skin.

Song Yingying moved a small stool over, and after sitting firmly, she held his two hands and applied the ointment little by little.

She paints very carefully. After applying it, I will blow it a bit to make the ointment absorb faster.

The warm and moist breath brushed on his fingers, causing Situ Jun's throat to move, and he closed his eyes.

However, he couldn't see it, but his sense of smell became more sensitive. He only felt a fragrant fragrance floating around, enveloping him in it. Although it's not wine, it's better than wine, soaking him little by little, making every inch of his skin slightly drunk.

He couldn't help thinking, how could he let her go?

"You took the body deed, if you don't go home, where are you going?" He turned around and asked her heartily.

Song Yingying did not raise her head. But the act of applying the ointment to him paused.

"Is there nowhere to go?" Situ Jun asked again.

Song Yingying nodded and continued to apply the ointment to him: "Well, there is nowhere to go. Can I sign a living contract with the mansion?"

A live contract is better than a dead one. Barely can regard himself as a part-time worker.

"Yes." The corner of Situ Jun's lips ticked, "The minimum living contract signed by the mansion is five years, then ten years, and twenty years. Which one do you want to sign?"

Song Yingying smeared one hand for him, put it on his lap, and smeared the other hand: "Then sign it for five years."

She couldn't even stay for two years anyway.

"Okay." Situ Jun nodded.

The two did not speak for a while, and the room fell into silence.

However, it is not embarrassing, Situ Jun enjoys this quiet atmosphere very much, enjoying her sitting by his lap, holding his hand, and carefully applying the ointment, as if he is some kind of baby.

Song Yingying thought very simply, and put ointment on him.

After painting, Situ Jun said, "I got something for you a few days ago, but you forgot to take it."

Pointing to a cabinet: "Go get it."

Song Yingying walked over curiously, and took out a tray inside. She saw a water-red veil inside. It was very beautiful. If it was a belt, it would look very good. On the veil, there were also a pair of jade earrings and a pair of gold ring.

ho! Song Yingying couldn't help but think, what a big deal.

"This is what Madam gave to Qinglan before?" she asked.

Situ Jun raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

"Aunt Wang told me," she said.

Although she doesn't understand the twists and turns in the house, she is cute. Aunt Wang likes her very much. She tells her everything and asks her to pay attention to Qinglan.

Situ Jun couldn't help laughing: "Stupid people have stupid blessings."

"What did you say?!" Song Yingying glared at him immediately. This is the second time he said she was stupid! She put the tray on the table, walked up to him, and said with her hips on her hands, "Little Marquis, let me tell you, if you want to please a girl, you must not call her stupid!"

What silly girl, little idiot, little idiot, it's already outdated!

Girls nowadays like to listen to little fairies, little cuties, and little clever ghosts.

"You have to praise me for being smart, beautiful, and cute!" Song Yingying emphasized solemnly, "When I become great in the future, you will also praise me for my knowledge, knowledge, talent, and temperament. In short, you can praise me for whatever I am!"

When Situ Jun heard this, this was a small kitchen for him, and he hurriedly remembered: "I remember, little fairy."

"Hmph." Song Yingying raised her head and snorted softly.

She hummed him before, in a very heavy tone. This time he hummed in a very light tone. Situ Jun immediately heard the difference, with a smile in his eyes, and said, "You must be the cutest little fairy. You are ranked first among fairies."

"Humph." Song Yingying's chin lifted higher.

From this angle, it looks like her neck is thin and long, which is very good-looking. Situ Jun's eyes moved up and landed on her pretty chin. He couldn't help thinking of a cat, and wanted to reach out and scratch her chin.

But he can't reach...

I sighed inwardly.

The relationship between the two has eased temporarily, and it seems to be reconciled as before.

The people below also breathed a sigh of relief. Liu Ying and Xiaohou Ye have a bad relationship, and Xiaohou Ye's mood is not good.

Another day, Situ Jun called Song Yingying and asked, "Want to go out to play?"

"Think, are you going to take me out to play?" Song Yingying asked excitedly, "You've gotten better! You're a good person!"

Straight at him than thumb.

Such straightforward and exaggerated flattery, but Situ Jun took it upon himself and said with a smile, "I have a few ideas, listen to me."

He thought about it for a few days, and wanted to take her out for an outing, fishing, boating, flying kites, etc., while the scenery was good.

"I could have gone horseback riding." Situ Jun pursed his lips. "But it's inconvenient for me to teach you now. However, if you are interested, you can go. I will ask the master to teach you how to ride."

Song Yingying glanced at his legs.

To be honest, it is a pity that Situ Jun is disabled. Because he has a pair of huge legs!

Great proportions!

If you stand up, you will definitely be a little brother with a tall waist, thin legs and long legs.

Song Yingying even felt that the school grass elder brother she had been infatuated with in the past did not have the legs of Situ Jun! He is the little brother with the longest legs she has ever seen!

"System, is he the task object with the longest legs I've ever met?" Song Yingying couldn't help asking the system.

The system was silent for a while and said, "Bao'er, let me tell you a story."

It tells a story for the Nth time.

The tasker would not have his memory cleared, because there is a tasker in the fairy system, with a little bit of personality. She often compares the **** of the task objects in her heart, and she missed the word during a certain discord movement. , causing a series of troubles. Since then, the taskers have been cleared of memory before they are allowed to carry out the next task.

"Bao'er, you have to develop good habits and don't always think about comparison." The system persuaded earnestly.

Song Yingying is still a pure and beautiful girl. She has never pulled her hands or kissed her lips. When she heard such a large-scale story, her face turned a little red: "Okay, I remember it."

Seeing her looking at his legs, Situ Jun blushed for no reason, and couldn't help feeling inexplicable: "What do you think?"

"It's alright." Song Yingying immediately waved her hand and cleared her throat, "We don't ride horses. Shall we go swimming in the lake?"

Situ Jun nodded: "Okay."

He ordered it, and naturally someone would arrange it.

He didn't bring too many people, so he brought a few honest and taciturn servants and took Song Yingying to swim in the lake.

Naturally, Qinglan is not included. Even, Qinglan didn't dare to lean in front of Situ Jun now, wishing Situ Jun would not see her. As for Song Yingying, she only dared to be jealous in her heart, so that Kangzi never dared again.

The two played happily all day.

After returning, Situ Jun went to greet Madam Hou first.

"Mother, I want to ask you one thing." He rationalized his expression, raised his head, and looked at Madam Hou with a look of admiration, pleading, and hope.

Mrs. Hou had never seen him look like this before. Even when he liked Ning Xinhe and wanted to ask her to propose a marriage, he just pestered her and acted like a spoiled child. He was never so serious, so he became serious: "You say it."

"I want to marry Liu Ying," Situ Jun said.

Madam Hou was startled, she could hardly believe her ears: "What did you say?"

"Mother, I want to marry Liu Ying." Situ Jun repeated, "But it's too difficult. The son can't think of any way to marry her justifiably. The mother is wise, and the son came to ask the mother for help."

Mrs. Hou: "...you've been with Liu Ying for a long time, and your cheeks have grown thicker."

Ask her for help? Not only will she not help him, on the contrary, she is one of his biggest obstacles!

"It's nonsense!" she shouted with a sullen face.

Situ Jun pursed his lips and lowered his eyes slightly: "I know. I know, mother. This is out of order and shocking, and I know it. But I have no choice. She doesn't want to be a concubine, and I don't want to force her."

"I like her, mother, I don't want to wrong her or myself." After a pause, he said, "I hope my wife is the person I like, respect, and cherish the most. It's not someone else."

This not only fulfills Song Yingying, but also fulfills himself.

"Mother, I really have no choice, so I came to beg you." He looked up at her, "I hope you can help me."

The author has something to say: ===Small Theater ===

Little Hou Ye (big fool face): Mom! ! I want to marry a wife! !

Mrs. Hou (frowning impatiently): Whoa! Give you 5 hairs, get out!

Still not going? I'll give you 1 piece!

Forget it, I'll give you 1 yuan and 5, get out of here!