Crossdressing as a man: Tyrant, do you dare not to love me?

Chapter 614 Extra Story: Ji Damei's Marriage ([-])

"elder sister!"

The girl in pink ran to him in surprise, "I thought you were mad at me."

"..."

Ji Damei's face twitched again, and she asked again, "Why are you here alone?"

"I……"

The pink-clothed girl's eyes flickered, she lowered her head without confidence, and grabbed the hem of her clothes a little nervously.

"A man ran away from home?"

Because she also has a younger sister, Ji Damei's tone habitually became as if she was disciplining others.

Judging by her attire, she should also be a young lady from a rich family, and such a person should not appear on the barren hill.

The pink-clothed girl lowered her head even lower, and her little hands had already wrinkled the front of her skirt.

Her pitiful appearance made Ji Damei lighten her tone, "Are you at odds with the family?"

"...Thank you sister!"

After thanking her suddenly without beginning or end, the girl in pink suddenly turned around and ran away.

"return."

As soon as she raised her hand, Ji Damei grabbed the person back and brought her in front of her.

really light.

He couldn't help but weigh her up and down amusedly.

The girl in pink didn't seem to mind him at all, and looked at him adoringly.

"Sister, you are so strong..."

"I know martial arts."

Looking at her admiring eyes, Ji Damei felt for the first time that being able to do martial arts was something to be proud of.

"Is it martial arts like flying around?"

The pink-clothed girl's eyes lit up, and her slender fingers grabbed his clothes tightly.

"Sister, can you teach me? I will definitely study hard!"

Ji Damei looked down at her little hands, "What are you learning martial arts for?"

"I……"

The light in her eyes receded, and the girl in pink lowered her head again without answering.

"If you don't tell me, I won't teach you martial arts!"

Looking at the petite doll she was carrying, Ji Damei felt that she was bullying the little one with bad intentions.

The pink-clothed girl lowered her head even lower, clutching the skirt of her shirt nervously, as if she wanted to change the subject.

"Sister, your voice is very nice, very special..."

Ji Damei wanted to roll her eyes, "I'm a man, of course my voice is different from yours."

Unexpectedly, the originally well-behaved girl in pink shrank back as if frightened by these words, trying to break free from his grasp.

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Call it a day, group?╭(╯3╰)╮

(End of this chapter)