Shen Ning rolled her eyes and suddenly asked, "Can you play the flute?"
Young Master Qianmian was stunned, he really didn't know how to do this.
"No." He said coldly.
"Then can you sing?"
"...No." His face darkened and he became even more annoyed.
This girl thinks she is the kiln sister in the Qin Pavilion!
"I don't know how to do this, and I don't know how to do that. You have the nerve to brag!" Shen Ning curled her lips in disdain.
Young Master Qianmian blushed and said, "These are not serious skills. How can I, a grown man, learn such low-level things!"
Shen Ning said sarcastically: "Playing the flute and singing can cultivate one's sentiments and make people feel happy. These are not serious skills, but the ones you know are considered serious skills? Tell me what skills you know! Disguise, Poisoning, plotting, murder, arson..."
She counted them on her fingers: "Bah, this is not a skill that can harm others. You have the nerve to say it out loud!"
Young Master Qianmian was speechless by her, and his chest was bulging with anger. After a while, he gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, since you don't look down on what I know, then Tell me, what kind of skills do you want me to have?"
Shen Ning tilted her head and thought for a moment: "You can't play the flute or sing, so how about you know how to play the piano?"
"Playing the piano?" The Thousand-faced Young Master was stunned, and then reluctantly nodded: "I know how to play the piano a little bit."
When he was in Zixiao Pavilion, the master of the pavilion also taught him the skill of playing the piano, but he was obsessed with learning martial arts, assassination and other killing methods. He didn't pay much attention to this kind of pleasant and nurturing skills, and only learned less than one Yue, could barely play the tunes, and he would never waste time on such boring trivial matters as playing the piano.
Although the master of Zixiao Pavilion played the piano well, he didn't learn much about it.
"Well, as long as you can play, it's fine. Yes, I want your ability." Shen Ning clapped her hands and smiled brightly.
Young Master Qianmian looked at her suspiciously. He couldn't think of anything even after racking his brain. She didn't like any of the skills she was proficient in, but she wanted to use this skill that she couldn't abuse anymore. In this girl's gourd What kind of medicine is being sold
He knew that compared to Shen Ning's, he was a world away, so he didn't waste his energy trying to guess what this girl was thinking. In short, he would do whatever she asked him to do, as long as she could put her chest on her chest. If these two rotten peaches are removed, he can kneel on the ground and call her ancestor!
"However, I want to state in advance that I can only barely play the music. Don't think how beautifully I will play it. Don't think it will taint your ears."
Young Master Qianmian thought for a while and decided to say something ugly first, lest the girl come up with some weird ways to torment him later.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. The harder you play it, the better. It's not for me anyway."
Shen Ning waved her hands nonchalantly, the smile on her face getting brighter.
"If I'm not playing it to you, then who is I playing it to? You... you don't want to give it to others as a gift, right? If you want me to dress up as a woman to seduce men again, I... I swear to the death!" Qian Qian Mr. Mian’s expression changed.
Shen Ning sighed: "Do you think I am someone like Zhao Rong? However, I need you to continue to pretend to be a woman. Anyway, it will take seven, seven and forty-nine days for the lump on your chest to disappear. Dressing as a woman is not good for you. You are more suitable and will not be laughed at."