Even though Song Song is slow, she can still tell what the expression on the man's face means...
Argh!
Confessing such a wonderful thing can't be done so hastily. It's better to muddle through first.
"Hehe... what I mean is I... occasionally see it being not very good, it's too unsightly. Yeah! That's it."
"Yeah, that's really it..."
"..."
Song Song repeated similar silly words several times, seemingly like the idiom 'There are no silver spoons hidden here.'
Actually, at this moment, Song Song's mind had already begun to daydream, imagining if they really were together, lying on the same bed, and then that and that...
Imagining the scene where both were naked, she felt like her nosebleed could flow backward.
Too exciting, too hot, too...
She couldn't find the right adjectives.
In short, if they really were together, it should be considered a very fun and shy thing.
