She simply couldn't converse with him normally. AHAHAH. This man was too lecherous. She said through gritted teeth, "Then I'm really sorry. I can't understand the needs of you men."
"It's okay." Yan Molun grinned. "You just need to understand the needs of you women."
"I don't have needs." Jiang Duoyao was about to go crazy.
"Then that's terrible," Yan Molun said lazily. "A woman who's never had a man wouldn't know what needs are."
"Who… who says I've never had a man?" Jiang Duoyao wished she could just cover his mouth up. This was broad daylight. She didn't even need to see her own face to know how embarrassed it must look.
"I'm not talking to you anymore. You're such a gangster." Jiang Duoyao rolled her eyes at him angrily and limped away.
Yan Molun suddenly got down from the table tennis table and picked her up horizontally.