Young Master, Don't Bend Yet, Guard Yun is a Girl!

The brooding and cunning young master of the Huo Gang × The fierce, cross-dressing guard.

Huo Qiannian's legs were crippled, his personality cold and unpredictable, and though he had thr...

Chapter 47 Proper Relationships between Men and Women

Chapter 47 Proper Relationships between Men and Women

The day after the Spring Banquet, the Huo Mansion was alarmed early in the morning.

Carts of flowers were continuously delivered to the Huo Mansion. On each car was a large colorful banner with the words "Dear Brother Xiaoyun, please accept it" written on it.

Yun Chen was pulled out of his sleep by Hua Jue, and Buyan said worriedly:

"Achen! It's over! Yan Shijiu bought all the flowers in the city for you. The Huo Mansion is almost flooded with flowers! How come this bastard didn't even hide his 'Long Yang' affair? Why did he do it so openly? Isn't he ruining your reputation in front of the Young Master?!"

Yun Chen didn't understand what was going on and walked out in a daze. When he pushed the door open, a rich fragrance hit him in the face.

She rubbed her eyes and looked around. The whole house, inside and out, was filled with all kinds of flowers, forming a dreamy glow.

Bu Yan was stunned by the beautiful scenery and couldn't help but say:

"Damn... Yan Shijiu really knows how to play..."

Hua Jue was unhappy and rushed into the sea of ​​flowers, kicking and punching them, but he made the flowers flutter like waves, making them look even more beautiful.

What woman doesn't like flowers? No matter who sent them, Yun Chen couldn't help laughing at the sight of "flowers flooding the mountains and plains and flooding the Huo Mansion". He couldn't help but throw himself into the flowers and sniffed them deeply.

But the next moment, she suddenly reacted:

She's a man now! How could a man like flowers?

She quickly gathered her little girlish attitude, got up, kicked the flower, and said guiltily:

"Yan Shijiu, this bad guy!"

After she finished speaking, she turned around and saw Huo Gannian had arrived at some point and was sitting not far away, looking at her in the sea of ​​flowers with a serious look.

She hurried forward to plead guilty: "Young Master, I'm going to deal with Yan Nineteen right now!"

As soon as she said this, she felt that the wording was inappropriate.

Why does it sound like she and Yan Shijiu have a close enough relationship that she can "deal with him"?

Sure enough, Huo Gannian's face froze in an instant.

"Hmm." Huo Gannian snorted and then turned and left.

He was very annoyed. Why did everyone, young and old, male and female, like Yun Chen?

After Huo Gannian left, no new flowers were delivered until noon.

The whole house was filled to the brim with them; there were so many that every courtyard and room took a lot back home to display, make flower jams, and use for flower baths. Some were thrown away and some were buried, and it took two full days to clean up.

For this reason, Yun Chen found Yan Shijiu and started punching him.

"Yan Shijiu! Are you trying to harm me on purpose? Aren't you afraid that I'll be kicked out of the Huo Mansion?"

Yan Shijiu didn't hide either. He smiled and took the punches, "What are you afraid of? If the Huo family won't tolerate you, then I will!"

"Sister! I'm a guard, I can't be a second master!"

"That's for ordinary guards. You're a female guard, so it doesn't matter which master you choose. I want them all."

"Why are you always so rude!" She was so angry that she turned around and was about to leave. Yan Shijiu quickly chased after her and spoke to her in a gentle voice:

"Oh, don't be angry. I saw you like flowers, so I wanted to give you some. I was just kidding."

She opened her eyes wide, spread her hands and gestured, "So many flowers are called 'a little'?"

He didn't respond, but just smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"

She said stubbornly, "I don't like it! It really affects my professional image as an iron-blooded guard!"

He pretended to think and suddenly realized: "Oh, I see, it was Huo Gannian who scolded you, so you didn't dare to like it, right?"

She frowned and said, "Don't make up stories about my young master! He didn't scold me."

He smiled knowingly, "No scolding? That means he's angry! Alas, as the Young Master of the Huo family, how can you not allow your guards who have risked their lives for you to accept some flowers? How stingy."

"The Huo family has rules that forbid 'incest' between men and women," she explained.

He said seriously, "What does this have to do with us? We are a legitimate man and woman, how can there be any Loneliness?"

"You!" She was choked and her face turned red. She couldn't find words to refute. She just felt that Yan Shijiu was a silver-tongued guy who was too talkative and she couldn't beat him!

From the first time I met him until now, he always looks so despicable. It's wrong to argue with him, and it's also wrong not to argue with him. You will only suffer losses and be taken advantage of!

So infuriating!

Seeing her annoyed but unable to express her frustration, he immediately burst into laughter, then bent down, touched the top of her head, and said:

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore - I'll treat you to some honey and milk cheese as an apology."

She opened his hand and said, "I'm not going. I have an errand to run today. I have to go back after I finish dealing with you."

He begged, "It's just some honey milk cheese. It's quick and won't take long. Besides, it's already dinner time. I'm so hungry. Just consider it as eating with me and repaying the favor of sending me flowers!"

Yun Chen couldn't figure out this woolen ball logic, and he was a little hungry, so he became hesitant.

Yan Shijiu saw the opportunity and without saying anything, pushed her away:

"Let's go, it'll only take half a cup of tea at most, just drink it quickly. Besides, if Huo Gannian doesn't even allow you to eat a bowl of cheese, that would be too harsh. Huo Gannian wouldn't be that stingy, would he?"

Without giving her a chance to refuse, Yan Shijiu dragged her to the restaurant and ordered a bunch of sweet and savory food.

While saying "Eat quickly, we can't delay our work", she couldn't help but taste a bite of everything.

Yan Shijiu clearly said that he was hungry, but now he didn't eat a single bite. He just sat opposite her and watched her eat with a smile on his face. He looked as if he was happier than if he had eaten himself.

Her mouth was stuffed like a hamster, and she looked at him with disgust:

"Eat, there's food on my face? Can you see how full I am?"

Yan Shijiu held his face in his hands and said with bright eyes:

"I'm a man and I don't like sweets. Only girls like sweets."

She had been forced to get used to the name "girl", and since she really couldn't pretend to be a man in front of Yan Shijiu, she just rolled her eyes slightly in response.

Yan Shijiu immediately became excited and started to speak rudely again:

"Little girls like flowers, little girls like sweets, and little girls like riding horses—I don't like any of those."

"So what do you like?"

He smirked, "I like little girls!"

She was stunned for a moment, her face flushed, and she buried her head in eating the remaining half of the cake in the bowl, then directly slammed the empty bowl in his face.

He held the bowl and laughed happily with his head thrown back.

As he was laughing, his eyes suddenly fell on her hands, and his smile slowly faded.

He had seen many women's hands, some were white and tender, some were rough, some had fingers as slender as onions, and some had thick joints and were strong.

Each pair of hands represents the different personality and circumstances of each woman.

He is a person who is very sensitive to details and can usually tell a lot about a person from his hands.

But Yunchen's hands were different from any woman he had ever seen.

Her hands were thin, pale, and covered with tiny cracks.

The nails were neatly trimmed, but the nail cap was slightly purple, without a half-moon, and had many small barbs and wounds around it.

Through the gap where she was holding the spoon, she could see the thin calluses on the palm of her right hand, as well as layers of scars.

Because of too much fighting, there are calluses on the joints of the back of her hands, and the color is slightly darker.

These are not hands a girl should have.

This is not the kind of suffering a girl should endure.

Yan Shijiu felt a tightness in his chest.