Wang Jin took it and looked at it. Although the loom was small, it was half the size of his body in his hands. It looked almost the same as the one in his mind...
Wang Jin did not know how to weave. As a rich young man, his family had countless fabric shops and he had hired countless weavers, so there was no need for him to do it himself.
He stuffed the loom into the man's arms, then explained to the man the weaving method in his mind, and finally gave the man the thread.
The man aimed at the line and his expression suddenly became extremely serious, as if he was facing a powerful enemy.
Wang Jin was a little surprised as he watched the man not move for a long time. All along, he had always said that the man moved very quickly, but this time, he actually stared at the line and was unwilling to move for a long time.
"?" Wang Jin looked at the man in confusion. The man seemed to feel Wang Jin's urging gaze. He sighed heavily and acted according to Wang Jin's instructions.
However, the man's palms were huge, and his fingers were twice as long as Wang Jin's. The thread was extremely thin, and the man picked it up clumsily, and it soon became a mess. Wang Jin's impression was that the cloth had not taken shape at all.
“…” Wang Jin stared at the man in a panic for a while, and finally couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
The man raised his eyes.
The little lunatic laughed unscrupulously, his eyes full of mockery, and he had no awareness of being the instigator at all.
The man was so angry that he put his things aside and said angrily, "You little lunatic, you have no conscience to laugh like this."
“Hahaha.” Wang Jin’s cheeks flushed with laughter, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes: “So you also have things you’re not good at.”
The man had always acted like he was omnipotent, but this time Wang Jin finally realized his shortcomings.
The little lunatic laughed wantonly, her pink lips formed a heart shape, revealing the lovely white porcelain inside. Her red and white lips were moist, and looked like they were covered with a layer of honey. The man's eyes were dark, and he spoke in a low voice: "If you laugh again, I will kiss you."
Wang Jin laughed wildly, his laughter drowned out the man's voice, and he didn't hear what the man said at all.
Seeing him like this, the man bent down as if he was bewitched. When the little lunatic didn't react, he pressed his lips against those tender lips.
The laughter stopped abruptly. Wang Jin stared at the man who was so close to him with wide eyes. He felt something explode in his head with a "bang". He could no longer see anyone else around him except the man. His heart seemed to jump out of his chest.
It took him a while to come back to his senses from his shock. He took a few steps back, his face as red as if he had been in the sun for an afternoon.
The soft touch on his lips disappeared, the man's fingertips trembled, his knuckles stretched out, and his hand followed his heart and took two steps forward, as if he wanted to embrace the retreating brother.
Finally, it stopped in mid-air because of the man's rationality. Unusually embarrassed, the man shrank his knuckles and put his hands behind his back. Just as he was about to speak, the little lunatic spoke before him: "You...you...don't...I..."
Although he spoke first, the little lunatic stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence.
Seeing the guy like this, the man's panic instantly subsided.