In fact, this person's emotions are the most irritating, the most helpless, and the most hateful. Rourou threw the half-smoked cigarette on the ground. I feel very unbalanced. The one next to Mary, why, why! Why would such an outstanding man like me fall in love with an idiot? Idiot! That idiot is currently playing the speaker in the game desperately: XXX I love you, love you! I love you for ten thousand years! Ten thousand years!
Rourou was confused. The beautiful brows were wrinkled, giving a simple and elegant face a hint of charm! The one next door to Mary is having a hard time. Could it be that someone so reserved like me should confess his feelings first? The fact that I can take a fancy to him is already so kind to him! Why did I condescend to express my feelings first?