My neighbor seems to be engaged in a special profession. He moves among all kinds of women, but he is not a prodigal son with ease... Hmm, more like a cat in a cat cafe? Make it your job to please.
Finally, my neighbor was surrounded by a group of men.
I couldn't stand it any longer, so I pushed aside the crowd and spoke righteously:
What could he do wrong! He is just a coser! !
Intention: Don't be trapped in the mundane world of fireworks, and live your heart's desire.
