He can learn...
Song Tang's heart skipped a few beats again.
At this moment, his dark starry eyes were full of piety and enthusiasm. In addition, his face was so charming that it was really difficult for people to be cold-hearted towards him.
But she hadn't had enough of the happy life of being alone, and now she didn't want to date. She still said with some discomfort, "Who I like is none of your business."
Seeing the torn neckline of her skirt, which was sewn crookedly by him, as if a centipede was lying on it, she couldn't help but mutter with some disgust, "Your skills are so poor... Anyway, I don't like you."
The technology is so poor...
When Lu Jinyan raised her eyelids, she saw Song Tang's red, swollen and slightly broken lips.
Further down is a slender white swan neck.
Because the neckline of his two-shoulder vest was a bit large, he could clearly see the obvious red marks around her neck and collarbone.
Even her vaguely visible chest had marks that could not be ignored.
Did he really make her particularly uncomfortable last night?
Is his skill really so... outrageous?
Lu Jinyan rarely had self-doubt.
He touched his lips lightly, awkwardly.
Everyone has two lips, why is he the only one so stupid?
He lowered his eyes and saw his hands again.
He is very strong.
He thought women would like strong men, but he didn't expect that she would dislike him.
“It’s almost there!”
The more Song Tang looked at the skirt he sewed for her, the more disgusted she felt, and she couldn't help but mutter again.
Not only bad, but damn bad...
"I……"
From childhood to adulthood, Lu Jinyan has been famous for his extraordinary talent.
He has a really strong learning ability.
But when it came to kissing and touching women, he had no way of learning at all.
He doesn't know how to delve deeper and improve himself.
But he didn't want to be disliked by her all the time, and he was even more afraid that because he was too bad, she would ignore him.
After sitting there for a long time, he reflected on himself with red ears, "I'm sorry, last night, I... I had a high fever and made you feel uncomfortable."
"I...I made your lip swollen. It must have hurt you a little."
"I've never kissed another girl before, I don't have much experience, so it might not be a good experience for you."
"I……"
Lu Jinyan's face burned, and he looked at his cold, white, slender fingers again, "I may have too much strength in my hands, I just use brute force, I don't know the skills, my technique really needs to be improved."
"If...if you don't like it, I can find a way to learn and improve myself."
"Song Song, will you be willing to look at me when I make progress?"
Song Tang was so shocked that his eyes widened.
What the hell is he talking about?
She just disliked that he sewed her skirt too ugly. How come he pulled it on her swollen lips?
And the experience...
Is it okay to say something like this?
"I... I have some medicated oil in my backpack. If you feel uncomfortable, you can apply some. I..."
"Lu Jinyan, shut up!"
Song Tang couldn't bear to listen any longer and interrupted him angrily.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Just asking him to shut up did nothing to relieve her anger.
She puffed her cheeks and snorted in disgust at him, "You have no shame!"
"You are a pervert! A hooligan! A pervert!"
"I……"
Lu Jinyan felt helpless and innocent.
He just wanted to tell her solemnly that he was willing to learn and improve his skills, so that she would like him instead of others. How did he become a hooligan again?
Song Tang glared at him angrily, but was met with his extremely innocent starry eyes.
She knew that they were talking about completely different things.
In order to prevent him from going too far, she took a deep breath and gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't say you were a bad kisser."
Song Tang has never kissed anyone else.
But she could feel that he had good skills.
After all, she could feel pleasure kissing him.
Moreover, being strong is not a disadvantage.
If a man has no strength, falls down when pushed, can't raise his hands or shoulders, can he still be called a man?
In her previous life, Gu Baobao had told her that when looking for a man, she should never look for someone who looks respectable but is physically weak.
If you want to find one, you must find a real man with a strong sense of strength.
With Lu Jinyan's strength and muscles full of hormones, wouldn't he be loved to death by rich ladies if he went to work in a club?
Of course, Song Tang would never say these words to Lu Jinyan.
She just continued to grit her teeth and said, "I complain that the skirt you sewed for me is too ugly and your skills are too poor!"
"Your stitching is like a centipede, how am I supposed to wear it?"
"Also, what's on your mind all day?"
"abnormal!"
"shameless!"
"Neuropathy!"
"I……"
Lu Jinyan was completely confused.
When she mentioned something about technology, he subconsciously thought of what happened last night.
He really didn't expect that she just disliked the skirt he sewed for her because it was too ugly.
He lowered his eyes and looked carefully at the skirt in his hands.
The places where he sewed it were really ugly. She said it looked like a centipede, but she was being too lenient.
He is always calm, composed, and never shows his emotions when he is outside, but it is really hard for him to remain calm when the girl he likes misunderstands him as a pervert.
He opened his mouth, wanting to explain that he really didn't mean it.
He is not a pervert, nor a hooligan, nor a psychopath.
But looking at her swollen lips, the red marks around her neck, and the unrecognizable skirt in his hands, he couldn't say it.
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