Scarlett Yates's eyebrows suddenly raised, her expression becoming somewhat fierce: "That night, that woman, did anything happen between you two?"
"No." He replied quickly, "Scarlett, I've always been a very picky person, not everything can be casually settled for."
"So what you're saying is that if she was to your liking, you'd accept her?"
He looked down at her, his eyes unwavering, not guilty at all: "There's only one woman who's to my liking, who do you think it is?"
Her heart felt sweet at first, then full of jealousy she said, "You're lying, you've had so many women before, how come you didn't seem that picky."
"If I said I never touched them, would you believe me?"
"You never touched them?" She shook her head, "No way."
His kissing skills are quite remarkable. If he wasn't experienced, how could he be so skilled?
