Lu Yinan pursed his lips. "I don't have that kind of interest."
Zhou Shuang ignored and continued. "Which part of them do you like?"
Lu Yinan denied promptly. "I don't like them at all."
To escape from this situation, all he had to do was to deny all the way.
Zhou Shuang pressed on impatiently. "Their voluptuous figures? Fair skin? Huge eyes? Good techniques?"
These should be all of their appealing qualities.
"How would I know about their techniques?" Lu Yinan began to falter under Zhou Shuang's intense gaze. He pursed his lips and said in a hushed voice, "I only looked at them whenever I… need to."
He was being truthful.
He glanced ahead and his cheeks were crimson and burning. His body temperature rose as well.
He swallowed his saliva and his throat suddenly felt parched.
"Why didn't you look for a girlfriend?" asked Zhou Shuang abruptly.
