The charming girl from the 70s seduces her rough husband until he vomits blood

When Mingjue asked this question, there was a smile on the corner of his lips, so Qin Zhaozhao couldn't tell what he was thinking at all.

But only he himself knew why he was wandering in the yard until this time because of insomnia.

He was unsure of his feelings, but wanted to sort them out.

If Su Tingchen's voice had not suddenly come from outside the door through the courtyard wall, he would probably have continued to be in a mess.

As a result, he stood inside the door and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two people outside, and suddenly realized that the six years that Su Tingchen had been in love with Qin Zhaozhao made him jealous.

Su Tingchen's entanglement with Qin Zhaozhao disgusted him.

Qin Zhaozhao said that she almost committed suicide for Su Tingchen, which made him feel distressed.

He couldn't explain this abnormality. He just treated the girl as his sister. Maybe... love at first sight really exists.

When Qin Zhaozhao saw Mingjue bending slightly and looking at her at eye level, her heartbeat unconsciously started to get a little irregular.

This distance is too close.

But his problem is...if he doesn’t love Su Tingchen, can he still love someone else?

"Why not?" She was silent for a few seconds, then looked up at Ming Jue: "I broke up with Su Tingchen, but I didn't cut off my relationship with him. I am not the one at fault in this matter. There is no reason for me to live alone for the rest of my life just because I left him."

Mingjue was in a good mood when he heard this, "Then..."

But before he could finish, Qin Zhaozhao continued: "I just don't have any thoughts of falling in love or getting married in the short term. Right now, I am enjoying my single life."

Mingjue's words "So what do you think of me?" were stuck in his throat and he didn't have time to say them out loud.

Qin Zhaozhao finished speaking and blinked at him: "Brother Ming, did you want to tell me something just now?"

Mingjue's eyebrows turned slightly: "Yes, I want to ask, what type of men do you like? I know quite a few men in our circle. I will help you keep an eye out for them later."

Qin Zhaozhao looked at him, his mind feeling a little empty.

She had never thought about what type of person she liked before. After all, she didn’t know that the world was not just an abyss where one could not see the sun, but also a bright and desirable future.

As for the love that the original owner felt, she knew that what the original owner liked was Su Tingchen, who had been persistent, tenacious, and caring for her meticulously and treated her as his only treasure.

It’s a pity that after Su Tingchen’s true colors were revealed, he deeply hurt the original owner’s heart.

If Mingjue's question was answered by the original owner, the answer he would get would probably be that he would never love again.

Mingjue raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Is it difficult to think about what type of man you like?"

“Why can we set a precedent for liking someone? Shouldn’t we just like someone the moment we meet?

If you meet someone who makes your heart beat faster but find out that she is not your type, can you stop loving her at any time? Then it is not love anymore. "

When these words were spoken, Mingjue was surprised.

The main thing is that these words... are too insightful, so insightful that he was speechless for a moment.

"What you said, little girl, really makes sense."

He used to have a fixed preference. She had to be very beautiful, tall, thin, charming at home and dignified outside, kind, filial and obedient.

When Mingzhu heard his conditions, she jokingly asked him to cut his hair and go up the mountain to become a monk.

Such a woman does not exist.

Over the years, he has been looking for a partner under these conditions, but after finding one, he has given up and feels that being single is the best option.

It was not until today that he realized that if he really met someone he liked, what conditions would matter?

"So if you meet someone you like, will you choose to chase after them bravely, or... do nothing?"

Qin Zhaozhao tilted his head slightly, thought about the question seriously, and shook his head: "Based on my understanding of myself, I might... not do anything."

"Why? Afraid of being rejected?"

"There are reasons for this, but more importantly, I'm not a particularly proactive person." Let alone being proactive, she might have felt flustered and scared if she was passively liked by others.

The inferiority complex engraved in her bones has been pulling her back, making her always feel that she is not a child from a good family. Perhaps the daughter of a bad guy cannot be considered a good person. How can someone like her deserve to be liked by others?

Getting her to confess to someone on her own initiative is harder than climbing to the sky.

Mingjue understood that this child was a passive type.

He smiled and said, "With such a pretty face, he should look pretty fierce, but I didn't expect...he's actually a coward. Okay, I get it."

Qin Zhaozhao was puzzled.

What is it that he knows?

"Okay, it's getting late, go back and get some rest. No, you weren't asleep just now, were you? I saw the light was still on in your room."

"Yeah," Qin Zhaozhao nodded, "I feel more inspired when I paint at night."

"Drawing so late?"

Qin Zhaozhao smiled and said nothing.

"Then you have to change your schedule from now on, otherwise your future husband will have to stay up late with you every day."

Qin Zhaozhao: ...

"This is something that has not even happened yet, Brother Ming, you are really worrying about it in advance."

Whoever said there is no shadow, there will be a shadow soon.

"I want to advise you to rest early. Girls, go to bed early to stay energetic. My stupid sister worked too hard and worked non-stop in the hospital operating room. She exhausted her body and died suddenly. Don't learn from her."

Speaking of his deceased sister, Qin Zhaozhao looked at him worriedly, and nodded without saying a word: "I'll go back and sleep."

Mingjue nodded, leaned over slightly, hugged her shoulders gently, and patted her back: "Well, good night."

Qin Zhaozhao was startled by his sudden hug.

Although his arm didn't touch her much and he was very gentlemanly, but for her, such a close distance was really... beyond the safe distance.

She was too nervous.

But she won't say it, because the world today is no longer the same as it was before, when any slightly intimate action would be considered hooliganism.

With the progress of today's society, a hug, for Brother Yu Ming, might just be a polite farewell. If he makes it too exaggerated, it would embarrass both of them.

After Mingjue let her go, she hurriedly said good night, waved her hand, then turned around and went home through the small side door.

Looking at her back, Mingjue raised his eyebrows in a very good mood, and murmured in a voice that only he could hear: "Little friend, see you tomorrow."