I am now only 0.01 Meters away from the handsome guy's cheek. From this angle, I can see his thick and stretched eyelashes and the sharp edges like a knife and an axe. Okay, I admit I'm a little tempted, if the handsome guy would give me a little more smile.
"Get up."
A male voice as deep and deep as a cello came out of the handsome boy's mouth without mercy.
I glanced to the left, then again, and then patted the hard board under me firmly. Yes, I was sure that I was lying on what looked like a bed. This was not the main problem. The main problem was that this bed was not the one where I usually acted coquettishly.
Could it be that the wish you made yesterday came true? Did God really throw me a handsome guy? It seems that I wish for many handsome guys, but why is there only one in front of me...