Probably all men in this world are the same, and have a common inferiority.

That is, they don't like to be told that they can't do that, because that's the dignity of men.

If that doesn't work, this man is basically equivalent to being scrapped.

Although Jian Han didn't explicitly say that he couldn't do that, she was saying that he was uncomfortable, and if a man didn't make a woman comfortable enough in that aspect, then the man would also fail.

Therefore, this kind of thing is uncomfortable for the proud Jin Sicheng, which really makes him very depressed.

He looked at the drunken and hazy little woman in front of him deeply, her cheeks were smeared with camel red, very good-looking, slightly narrowed eyes with a blurry and moist light, at the moment staring at himself, the red mouth pouted, as if there was a lot of resentment.

"It's uncomfortable, it's uncomfortable, it's not comfortable at all." Jian Han looked at Jin Sicheng and shook his head, still uncomfortable, not at all.

Jin Sicheng's eyes became even colder.

He stood up suddenly, walked to the side, pulled out a chair and sat down next to Jian Han.

"Huh? What about people? Jian Han was so dizzy that he couldn't see anyone, and suddenly stopped and shook his head, "Jin Sicheng, where are you?" ”

Jin Sicheng, who was watching her from the side, had a gloomy face and didn't speak.

Jian Han subconsciously turned his head and saw Jin Sicheng beside him, and shouted in surprise with a little slow reaction: "When did you sit next to me?" ”

It seems to be really drunk.

Jin Sicheng had this cognition, and the sentence popped out of his mind: Spit out the truth after drinking.

He reached out and grabbed Jian Han's wrist again.

Jian Han looked sideways at him and frowned. "You're grabbing my wrist again."

Jin Sicheng not only grabbed her, but also pulled her up, hugged her into his arms, sat on his lap, looked at her, and asked in a depressed voice: "You, are you really uncomfortable all the time?" ”

"It's uncomfortable." Jian Han sat on his muscular legs, not very comfortable, she moved closer to him, which was a little more comfortable, so she simply lay in his arms, and said drunkly: "Why did you come and hug me?" Hold me at every turn, I'm really uncomfortable. ”

She's not a child, how embarrassing it is to be hugged by men all day long!

"What's uncomfortable?" Jin Sicheng asked very seriously, he looked down at Jian Han's drunken little face, and asked in a deep voice: "Was it uncomfortable from the beginning or uncomfortable the whole time?" ”

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, and looked at Jin Sicheng blankly, what was he talking about?

She didn't understand.

Jian Han still couldn't help but shake his head: "It's uncomfortable, it's not uncomfortable at all." ”

At this time, Jin Sicheng was really about to vomit blood.

He looked at her with a dark face, and said coldly, "I'm just making you so unbearable? ”

Jian Han shook his head: "It's okay, it's not so unbearable." ”

It seems that he is also very good, giving money to spend, buying clothes, and eating well, it is not so unbearable.

Jian Han continued to shake his head, "It's good, it's not hard to bear." ”

"Then why are you uncomfortable?" Jin Sicheng said coldly: "Tell me the truth!" ”

"When you yell, I feel uncomfortable, I shake my head, I shake my head, I get dizzy, Jin Sicheng, don't talk to me, okay? The more you talk to me, the more uncomfortable I become. Jian Han tried to raise his eyes to look at him, "You're so noisy, you are still silent and cute when you do something, and you are usually a little annoying." ”