"what?"

"...How old are you this year?" Thinking of the fact that Chonggong Zhena's character is far from the age of 44 in the appraisal technique, Yong Ye was a little curious about Zhena's age.

"Age? Hmm..." Zhenna tilted her head in a daze, not knowing why Yong Ye suddenly asked this, but she didn't hide it, or didn't think it was necessary to hide it, so she simply said it, Her own age: "Thirteen or four years old, what's the matter?"

"No, just a little curious."

"Ah, are you the kind of person who doesn't count a woman over the age of fourteen as a woman? Yes, really..."

"How is that possible! Why is my taste so misunderstood?! A child like you is not a woman in my eyes!"

Although he has been suspected several times before, Yong Ye firmly believes that he is normal, and in fact he naturally does not have that strange interest.

Well, probably not.

No... Absolutely not.

"...It's a bit reassuring to deny it, but it always feels a little bit hot when it's completely denied..."

Staring at Yong Ye and touching her chin, Mana said to herself that she couldn't tell her own state of mind.

However, after looking at the store clock, she quickly calmed down and was about to say goodbye, but she looked at the gradually increasing rain outside the window, but she seemed to have a headache again.

"Give it to you."

Seemingly seeing Mana's troubles, Yong Ye handed over the spare umbrella on the counter.

"Hey, hey? For me?" Surprised by Yongye's behavior, Zhenna looked up at Yongye suspiciously.

"Otherwise what?"

"But..." Mana, who glanced around and found only an umbrella, didn't reach out to pick it up: "There's only one umbrella here, right?"

"Um... Probably not many in the first place, or maybe they were all lent by the clerk."

"What about you?"

"What are you afraid of? I'm a man. I can't die in the rain. It's better to be in the rain in summer. I personally don't reject rain."

"...Really?" Not quite sure whether Yong Ye's words were playing tricks, Zhenna looked up at him suspiciously, "Are you trying to make me..."

"So many questions are unnecessary. Children sometimes need to know how to accept the kindness of their elders frankly, and go home quickly."

Without waiting for Zhenna to finish speaking, Yongye simply shoved the umbrella to her semi-mandatory, which made Zhenna hesitate to look back and forth at the umbrella and Yongye for a while, before she couldn't refuse Yongye's compulsion. The kindness of her, she looked a little embarrassed and wandered around.

"Then, then I..."

"It's alright, don't worry too much, just go home quickly."

"Yes, yes! That... hit, disturbed!"

Having said that, Mana held an umbrella in panic and disappeared into the rain. Although she only remembered after she left that she had not accomplished anything, and there were still many unresolved issues.

After that, Yong Ye used hand sanitizer to wash the hands that touched most of Tmall, and stood in the dark in front of the store looking at the heavy rain... He called a taxi.

Hmm... It's not a lie that he doesn't mind the rain, but he doesn't necessarily want to get in the rain every now and then, especially since Jibril is expected to be by his side tonight, which makes him feel that it's dangerous to take a shower.

But he didn't know, but because of his previous actions, Zhenna had a big change in him again.

When returning to the apartment.

The argument was indeed over, but it was not too unexpected that neither Tobiichi Origami and Jibril had persuaded the other, but instead looked at him together.

"Lord Yongye, you came back just in time." Jibril greeted him immediately, looked at him from the bottom up and asked, "What do you think is better, small **** or big breasts? It's really big, right? "

"How is that possible, Miss Jibril, needless to say, it's better to be small. Rareness is precious. From this point of view, poor **** are definitely dominant."

While refuting Jibril, Tobiichi Origami probably felt that words alone were unconvincing, took out the tablet showing the investigation report, and said in a flat tone: "Asian women's **** are not as good as those of Russia and other European countries. In other countries, because the yellow people generally have more glands, but the fat is relatively small and the body shape is less. In addition, the food culture is different, it is easy for Westerners to form more plump **** than the yellow people. This is objective. the fact of existence."

"Haha..." Yong Ye, who didn't understand what she was trying to say at all, asked blankly, "So what? What's the matter?"

"According to the statistics of Triumph in Japan, there are only 5.3% of Japanese women A, which is much less than the 6.0% of the largest size F. This exactly shows that A is a rare resource with a small number, so it is rare to be expensive. From the perspective of the values ​​that are ubiquitous and have the highest applicability, it must be that poor **** are better than big and useless big breasts, which is the same as human race, small size is not a disadvantage, and concentrated is the essence."

"...that makes sense."

The rhetoric and arguments based on facts and scientific theories made Yong Ye feel that what Origami said was reasonable and he couldn't refute it.

But at this moment, Jibril took his hand and made him look at her: "Lord Yongye! You can't be deceived, her statement is undoubtedly wrong! It's just sophistry."

"...sophistry?"

"Of course it's sophistry, please look at this picture."

Jibril didn't know, but also got a tablet of this era from there, and showed him a side photo.

There are three people in this profile photo, and the three people in clothes have a characteristic, that is, their chests are all flat.

"Can you find out which of the three is a girl from the photos of the three?" Jibril enlarged the photo and asked Yongye to identify the women.

"...No way."

"Then do you like men?"

"Don't say the impossible, my sexuality is normal."

"Then the conclusion is very simple." She nodded with satisfaction, and then Jibril raised her head slightly like a victorious champion, and glanced at the poor origami with disdain. chest.

After bowing her head to confirm the gap between the two sides, Jibril said cruel words with an elegant smile and a gentle tone: "Since Lord Yongye belongs to a man with normal sexual orientation, it is naturally impossible for a sad creature without the greatest characteristic of women to be able to being like."

"I don't deny that Yong Ye's sexual orientation is normal, but please don't distort the facts. I haven't gotten to that point, and I can see gender even from the side."

Unaffected by Jibril's poisonous tongue, Origami lightly touched the not plump chest covered by the school uniform, Origami didn't even look at Jibril, just stared at Yongye: "Yongye is in the afternoon in the afternoon. The time has already touched it, and it can be proved not only from the sight, but also from the feel."

"Even so, Lord Yong Ye has touched mine, and your barren things cannot feel as good as mine."

Jibril raised her chest proudly and smugly, making her already prominent **** even more eye-catching, and also attracted Origami's cold squint and disdainful words: "Hey... such a big thing, run two steps. It's still a burden that hinders movement, so cut it as soon as possible."

"Ala~ is this jealousy? It's not good to expose ugly human nature because of jealousy, Miss poor breasts."

Jibril, who was as vicious as ever, turned her head slightly and pressed her fingers to her cheeks, with a gentle and polite look... If you ignore her words, at least it looks like this.

Although Yong Ye hasn't seen her recently, her characteristic of poisonous tongue has not changed from beginning to end. Up to now, Yongye does not ask her to change this, she can only be glad that she is not within the scope of her poisonous tongue. , but the object of praise, though... Jibril's praise sounded like he wasn't very comfortable with it.

When the two girls continued to debate, Yong Ye was glad that he was only an outsider... The flames of war gradually burned on his head, and both sides looked at Yong Ye who wanted to leave after bypassing them.

"Lord Yong Ye, what do you think?"

"Poor **** and big breasts, which one do you like? Which one feels better?"