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The martial arts grand meeting has finally arrived.
Whether it is a nameless mountain farmer or a famous family in the rivers and lakes, they come to Jingyun Villa one after another.
In Yin Zhuo's yard, the girl's grievance came: "Sister, it's okay to scrape, anyway, it will grow anyway, so why do you have to pull it?"
Song Yingying's eyebrows grew messy again, and Yin Zhuo pressed her on the stool and began to pluck her eyebrows.
This time, he didn't touch her acupuncture points, he said: "You want to pull out by yourself in the future, do you want to tap her acupuncture points too?"
After Song Yingying heard this, she asked her to fix it by herself in the future. She must have scratched it herself, so she didn't say anything. It's just that it hurts a lot when I pull it out, so I couldn't help but said, "Sister, I think I'm pretty even if I don't pull it out."
Yin Zhuo glanced at her indifferently, with an unconcealable disgust on his expression.
Finally, after the eyebrows were plucked, Song Yingying went to look in the bronze mirror again, and found that she still couldn't tell the difference.
She rubbed her sore brows, and secretly complained to the system: "It's all for you! Did you know! It's not for six points!"
"Ying Bao'er is really interesting, Dad is so touched." The system cried and said.
Song Yingying asked it: "How are you and the villain system?"
"It's canvassing votes." The system stopped crying all of a sudden, and its tone became high-spirited, "It's dying now! I will definitely annex it!"
It was rare for Song Yingying to sympathize with the villain system: "Well, come on."
"Ying Bao'er, you must do this task well! Remember, let him like you! Thousands of dollars! Dad's vote depends on you!" The system said excitedly.
Song Yingying rubbed her still sore brow: "Okay, got it."
She looked not far away, Yin Zhuo who had just cleaned her hands and was applying balm to her hands, and thought to herself, let's talk about a woolen love! This elder sister only has beauty in her heart, and the career of eliminating bad men, she has no love at all, okay?
Thinking back to the previous few conversations, Song Yingying only felt that the road ahead was difficult.
"What kind of man do you like?" Yin Zhuo, who had applied the ointment, came over and asked Song Yingying.
Song Yingying thought for a while, and said: "Good-looking! Tall! White skin! Bright smile! Humorous! Can coax people!"
"Your eyes are quite high." Yin Zhuo glanced at her, "However, I thought you would say that you have deep affection."
Song Yingying waved her hand and said, "This is a basic need, not worth mentioning."
Yin Zhuo raised his eyebrows: "Basic needs?"
"Yes!" Song Yingying nodded, "It seems that he must be a man, must be kind and caring, must be sincere and upright, these are basic needs!"
After hearing this, Yin Zhuo actually smiled slightly: "Okay, very good."
Song Yingying looked at his expression and felt that he was saying: "Then you can't find it." She pulled her sleeves and felt a little embarrassed: "It's fine if you can't find it. If there is a certain quality that stands out If so, other places can also be lowered."
For example, if the other party is particularly handsome, she can allow his skin to be a little darker. If he has a particularly good figure, she can allow him to be a little less handsome.
Yin Zhuo looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and said, "Let's go. There are not enough servants in the villa, so go and help."
In fact, I want her to move around and meet people, preferably those young masters, to open her eyes. It's best if the spring heart sprouts, so that it is convenient for him to cultivate in the next step.
Song Yingying didn't think so much, she ate and drank Jingyun Villa every day, lived in Jingyun Villa, and felt that it was right to help others, so she went.
Serving tea, handing water, cleaning, running errands, that's all.
"Who did you meet today?" After returning, Yin Zhuo would ask her.
Song Yingying said to him: "I met the two sons of Zhujian Villa. Their skin is a bit rough. I guess they are smoked by fire every day? But they are very nice. A little sister spilled the tea, and they didn't say anything. Still reassuring."
"The lady from Feihu Village is super beautiful! I didn't know what 'Qiu Shui Jian Tong' is until I saw her!"
"The son of Fengyu Pavilion is a bit frivolous. He whispered in my ear and wanted to touch my shoulder, but I slipped him away."
She spoke in detail, but what Yin Zhuo wanted to hear was the last sentence: "Well, he is the kind of man who is bad on the surface, not worth mentioning. What you have to be wary of is the son of Jianjian Villa, like this The kind that looks honest and honest is worthless.Lord. "Yin Zhuo politely declined the carriage sent by the owner.
After going down the mountain, there was a carriage waiting for them at the foot of the mountain.
Yin Zhuo hates men, so from the top to the bottom of the Heartless Palace, there are no more men except himself.
The driver is also a young lady.
It's just that this young lady is blind in one eye, and there are burn marks on her face, neck, and exposed back of her hand, which looks very scary.
"She used to be a young lady of a rich family. She eloped with someone else, but she was betrayed by someone who wanted to burn her to death." Yin Zhuo explained lightly.
Song Yingying fell silent.
Feel sad in my heart.
"Sister, you are really a good person." She raised her head and looked at Yin Zhuo seriously.
If he often encounters such things, he can understand why he hates men so much, as well as his extreme and stubbornness.
It is really admirable that he is willing to take in and support these women who have nowhere to go.
Yin Zhuo's admiration for her is very useful, but his face is still light: "You know that I am a good person, but you still don't listen to me?"
"Sister, although you are a good person, you may not be right in everything you say." Song Yingying giggled, picked up the walnuts on the table, and began to peel and eat.
One of the walnuts was so hard that she couldn't crack it no matter what, and she was afraid of breaking the small table, so she handed it to Yin Zhuo: "Sister, help me pinch the walnut."
Her tone was so natural that Yin Zhuo took it subconsciously without thinking too much about it. Just as he was about to pinch it, he suddenly frowned and put the walnut back on the table: "Are you the palace lord, or am I the palace lord?" ?¡±
Song Yingying giggled, picked up a walnut and stuffed it into his hand: "You are, you are, sister of the Palace Mistress, hurry up and pinch walnuts for others."
Yin Zhuo looked at her coldly.
"You said you wanted to be nice to me!" Song Yingying unleashed her killer weapon.
When the words fell, there was a "click", and the walnut was broken. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com