Chapter 8: My "Heart Sutra for the Woman"

I said, "How many degrees of myopia is your store manager?" ”

She was stunned for a moment, then relieved, as if looking at the eyes of an idol star, and then said excitedly: "Our store manager rarely comes to the store, he is indeed a big myopia, how do you know?" Do you know each other? ”

"Of course, it can't be acquaintance, I just think that if you let a beautiful woman like you come out to deliver food, you are either short-sighted or blind." I laughed a little when I said that.

"That-" She paused, her face flushed and her dimples deeper, paused for a moment, and then continued, "How good-looking do you think I am?" ”

It's time to test my skills again, and I'm the absolute authority in this field. Although I, Zhang Goudan, have never been in love, but, aside from this figure and appearance, even if a person who looks exactly like me competes with me for a woman, it is impossible to beat me. Because I know that only by reading countless women can I comprehend my unique secret book "The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women". Okay, that's an exaggeration, but with my own skills, it's simple to make a girl fall, and now what I'm going to perform is to make her fall in love with me completely. Acting, you have to be careful.

First of all, after she took the initiative to give me contact information, and even willing to come into my house, there is no doubt that my first impression on her was not bad, at least she had a good impression of me, so what I have to do next is to give her a step, a step that can justifiably be my girlfriend. A woman likes a man and will try her best to create opportunities for the man to pursue her, but no matter how explicitly she implies, the last step of "I love you" will not be spoken. Because this is a woman, at least an Oriental woman's last reserve of love. And if a man doesn't express his heart at this moment, it can only mean that he is a coward or has no interest in women at all. Although I have little interest in this woman, but play? It doesn't seem impossible.

"Do you really want to know?" With that, I got up, walked over to the sofa beside her and sat down, and it was very tempting to see her head down and not speak.

"Hmm-" At this moment, she can't seem to squeeze out the second word, everything is so quiet, maybe I will do her directly at this time, and there will be no resistance, but what I want is not physical conquest, but spiritual trust.

I bent my hands slightly, put it on her shoulders, turned her body forcefully, and made her face me, she began to look at me nervously, I deliberately stopped and did not speak, and looked at her for a while. I think that at this moment, her inner drama may be staged in various episodes, like a barrel that will be detonated at any time, and the next thing I have to do is to ignite its fuse.

"Look into my eyes and take a closer look, how beautiful you are" There are no exceptions, if a woman asks me to make such a move, it is all the end of fall.

This is what my mother taught me on the fifteenth day of the seventh lunar month, when she took away my body, and it was the Halloween that she had just passed the five decays of heaven and man. There is a reason why my parents chose to give up me at the same time, because if they didn't survive the calamity, they would be easily punished by heaven when they appeared in the world, so they took me away when the yin qi was at its heaviest. She said that she taught me some practical things, and there were many of them, one of which was the magic that the skin demon was best at. Because my father advocated that I study and explore on my own, my mother basically stopped at the point. Although I didn't learn this very well, it was more than enough for ordinary human beings, according to my mother, unless I encountered a situation where a monk like my father meditated and fell asleep, (until now my mother didn't know that my father was asleep at that time, I don't know how long my father could hide this from her) never missed, and I only planted a heel with my father in this life.

In short, the girl in front of me was now in my eyes, and I hadn't used my mother's magic much, just staring at her affectionately.

She looked at my eyes for a long time before she spoke: "Your pupils are so deep, I can't find where I am, what should I do?" Then he stared at me dumbfoundedly.

"If you can't find it, don't look for it, you close your eyes first." I said softly, and then I slowly lowered my hand from her shoulder.

"Okay, can you open your eyes?" She seemed to be waiting for her enthusiasm to be drowning.

"Look at what I've got for you!" With that, I motioned for her to look at the box on the table.

"Wow, is Mr. Zhang proposing to me?" When she opened her eyes and looked at the ring, she began to hesitate in surprise.

This ring was carefully prepared by my uncle, and he did some hands and feet, simply put, it was a magic ring, and the person who wore it, after being taken away by others, the soul that took away his soul could not leave the body, even if he died, he could not leave, even if he cut off his fingers, it was useless, he still could not leave the body, and the only way to take the ring was to let the person who wore the ring for this person do it, because the binding of the soul was not so simple to untie. However, for the average person, it is just a ring with exquisite and unique workmanship.

"Of course not, it's just a gift from me, and if you're willing to marry me, I'll give you a big diamond ring." With that, I continued to gaze at her affectionately.

Women will be impressed by this jewel in the end, at least for women like her. She nodded, and I quickly took the ring and got down on one knee in front of her.

"Can you let me know your name?" I put a ring on her while stroking the back of her hand, looking at her hand and feeling her smooth skin.

"My name is Crazy Girl," she said and stopped, and I continued to admire her delicate little hands.

"A good name, as beautiful as a person" blurted out without even thinking about it. After all, she is a woman, she can say as much as she likes to hear, don't be stingy, so that she can capture her heart faster.

As I praised her and admired her hand, I gradually felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, and I slowly looked up at her face, and a monster with bared teeth and unkempt hair appeared in front of my eyes.

I immediately broke free of her hand, jumped to the side, and staggered to the couch, arms limp. It wasn't that I was afraid of what it would do to me, but I was unusually frightened by the sudden sight of a person with a different face.

"Didn't you say that the charm is a good name, as beautiful as a person? (Note: 魑chī美mèi is pronounced the same as foolish chī妹mèi) "The monster in front of me looked at me and said.

It took me a long time to react, and it turned out that I had charmed this low-key evil spirit possessed by the food delivery girl. Maybe the demon hasn't found out that he's been exposed. It seems that this skill that my mother taught me is really very practical, and a spirit that can make my uncle out of internal injuries is actually charmed by me like this.

Next, it's time for Uncle to come in.