Chapter 22：

"What are you doing!" Wang Jin looked at the thin thread that was finally put forward yesterday, being ruined like this, and his eyes were red with anxiety.

He stretched out his hand to pull the thread in the man's hand. After the thread was woven into cloth, there were knots everywhere, and the hand feeling was extremely bad. Wang Jin's skin was extremely delicate, and this pulling directly left a red and swollen mark on the palm of his hand.

The man didn't expect Wang Jin to react so suddenly, he froze for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he immediately looked at the little lunatic's hand.

The middle of that little lunatic's palm was already swollen to a high degree, a hint of distress flashed in the man's eyes, and his tone couldn't help but increase: "You little lunatic, knowing that your body needs to be well protected, why are you still so reckless?"

Wang Jin's eyes were filled with mist from the pain. He wanted to refute a few words, but when he saw the man's eyes that were more worried than himself, his throat felt like a boulder was blocked in an instant. Standing there, he muttered softly: "Thin thread is so rare, I was anxious to see you waste it. Cloth is not woven like this, and clothes are not made like this!"

The little lunatic's voice was full of tears, obviously he did it himself, but at this moment he seemed more wronged than anyone else.

The man looked up at him, feeling both angry and funny: "If you ruin it, it will be ruined. I will find this thin thread for you again. No matter how rare it is, you don't need to do it with your little lunatic. What are you in a hurry for?"

The man may not have realized how doting his tone is at the moment.

Wang Jin curled his lips, indeed, the extraction of thin threads is all done by men, he just watched from the sidelines, not to mention that he can't make fire to do these things, it is absolutely impossible to get them with his delicate body thin line.

Wang Jin, only now did he realize that he can't live without a man.

After the man gave him the good medicine gently, he took back the thread that Wang Jin had snatched, and after a while, the hollowed-out fabric turned back into thin threads one by one, but these thin threads were somewhat bending.

The man put the thread into Wang Jin's hand: "Hey, it's restored."

Wang Jin's knuckles curled up slightly, and he held the thin thread in his hand. After becoming a thin thread, it felt much softer to the touch.

Wang Jin burst into tears and laughed. He thought about it carefully, squatted on the ground and drew a small and simple loom, then looked up at the man and asked, "Can you make this out of wood?"

The man looked at it for a while, then nodded slightly.

Wang Jin stood up and grabbed the man's arm and said, "Then I want this."

"Okay." The man rubbed Wang Jin's hair and said, "However, you go to wash it first and eat something. Breakfast will be heated in the kitchen for you."

"Okay." Wang Jin rattled away.

The breakfast man made soup. The soup tasted different from the previous one. It should be a different kind of meat. However, it was much thicker and Wang Jin was very satisfied.

When he finished eating and went out to the yard, he asked the man to make a simple loom, and the man had already finished it.

Wang Jin took it over and looked at it. Although the loom was said to be small, it was half the size of Wang Jin's body in Wang Jin's hands, and the appearance was almost the same as what he had in mind...

Wang Jin doesn't know how to weave. As a young master from a rich family, he has countless cloth shops in his family, and he has hired countless Weaver Girls, so he doesn't need to do it himself.

He stuffed the loom into the man's arms, then roughly explained the method of weaving in his mind to the man, and finally gave the thread to the man.

The man stared at the line, his face suddenly became extremely serious, as if he was facing a big enemy.

Wang Jin looked at the man without moving for a long time, and was a little surprised. All along, he said that men moved extremely fast, but this time, he actually stared at the line, unwilling to move for a long time.

"?" Wang Jin looked at the man suspiciously. The man seemed to feel Wang Jin's urging gaze, sighed heavily, and acted according to Wang Jin's method.

However, the man's palm was huge, even his fingers were twice as large as Wang Jin's. The thin thread was so thin that the man picked it clumsily, and it turned into a mess in no time, while the cloth in Wang Jin's impression It's not formed at all.

"..." Wang Jin stared at the man in a hurry, he was stunned for a while, and finally couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

The man looked up.

The little lunatic laughed unscrupulously, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he didn't have the consciousness of the instigator at all.

The man got angry for a while, he put the things aside, and said in a hateful voice: "You little lunatic, it's heartless to laugh like this."

"Hahaha." Wang Jin smiled with flushed cheeks and tears welling from the corners of his eyes: "It turns out that you are not good at something."

The man has always been omnipotent, this time he finally let Wang Jin know his shortcomings.

The little lunatic laughed wildly, his pink lips formed a heart-shaped smile, revealing the lovely white porcelain inside, the red and white lips were so moist, it looked like they were covered with honey, man His eyes were dark, and he said in a hoarse voice: "If you laugh again, I will kiss you."

Wang Jin laughed wantonly, the laughter covered the man's voice, he didn't hear what the man said at all.

Seeing him like this, the man bent down and lowered his head as if bewitched by something, and when the little lunatic didn't respond, he pressed his lips against the delicate lips.

The laughter came to an end, Wang Jin stared at the man who was close at hand with wide eyes, and felt that something exploded in his head, and he couldn't see anything else except the man, and his heart seemed to be beating from his chest Out.

After a while, he recovered from the shock, took a few steps back, and blushed as if he had been basking in the sun all afternoon.

The sweet and soft touch on his lips disappeared, the man's fingertips trembled, his knuckles stretched out, and his hands obeyed his will and moved forward two steps, as if he wanted to hug his retreating brother.

In the end, it stopped in mid-air due to the man's rationality, and was extremely embarrassed. The man shrunk his knuckles, put his hands behind his back, and was about to speak, but the little lunatic spoke before him: "You...you...don't... I…"

Although he opened his mouth first, the little lunatic stuttered but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Seeing that brother like this, the panic in the man's heart calmed down instantly.

It turned out that he was not the only one who was at a loss.

He chuckled lightly, raised his hand and rubbed the hot ears: "We are husband and wife, such intimacy is normal."

"!" Wang Jin shrank his eyes and looked at the man in shock.

The man kissed him and said it was normal! Did he accept himself as his elder brother? !

Didn't you accept it before?

no! Men can't accept it! Once you accept them, don't you want to...

Wang Jin was so frightened that the red tide on his face faded away, and he was as white as a freshly peeled egg. He murmured: "No...we haven't married yet..."

"..." This is what I thought of, the man smiled at Wang Jin, his face was full of determination: "Don't worry, I will not treat my brother badly."

"..." Wang Jin's choked eyes twitched.

Can he say that he is not for the ceremony at all? !

He is going to refuse!

However, Wang Jin thought that he had been with the man for so long, and the man had never made a gift, so he probably wouldn't marry him. As long as he didn't make the ceremony, he could avoid such things.

Wang Jin relaxed slightly, skipped the topic of men, picked up the loom he had put beside him and said, "I'll try this."

"..." The man opened his mouth to stop it, but seeing that the thin thread was soft and wouldn't hurt the little lunatic if he didn't pull it hard, he let him go.

Wang Jin lowered his head and pondered about the weaving, and after a while, he was seriously absent...

Seeing this, the man thought for a while, then turned and went out the door.

Not long after, Brother Mu came to the door.