Professional Red Thread Cutting [Quick Transmigration]

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"You like it?" Shen Chun thought for a while and smiled, "Then it's called Chunhui, and I'll make it into a complete song for you tomorrow."

Qin Mobai wanted to say something, but in the end he only said two words: "Thank you."

Perhaps this is the willfulness of the artist.

"You're welcome." Shen Chun got up, sat on his side and said, "Music appreciation is not a big problem here. Even if the other party asks you which instrument you know, you can tell the truth."

"Is it not affected?" Qin Mobai looked at the young man who was a little closer to him, and his nerves that had been slackened became tense again.

He doesn't like people getting too close to him, and his subordinates also know his habit. No one would sit so close, but when the other party sat down, he didn't react.

In other words, does the body acquiesce?

"It doesn't matter, I've seen all kinds of methods, but this kind of frankness will be more attractive." Shen Chun looked at his stiff body, slightly supported the sofa with his hands, and approached him.

Qin Mobai looked at him, trying to force the other party back with his eyes, but there was no tendency to stop the other party from approaching. The two sides almost reached the point of breathing. Qin Mobai grabbed the booklet tightly and said: "Please don't rely on me..."

Before he could finish his words, Shen Chun had retreated to the point where he was slightly relieved, and asked, "Have you had any experience in hugging?"

Qin Mobai denied it: "No."

"Your body is very resistant to being touched by others, and this instinct also needs to be corrected." Shen Chun said.