This is a story about a classy and stylish "scumbag" who bullies other girls...
She asked him: "Why don't you want me?"
He touched her ear and chuckled: "That's just right... I want it."
The kiss fell lingeringly on the palm of her hand, and there were tears in her eyes...
His eyes were clear: "I am your luck, they don't count."
He was making every move, and she was destined to be his prize.
In this conspiracy in the name of love, both the giver and the recipient are destined to indulge and enjoy it.
I'm not trying to trick you, girls, please feel free to trick me (^o^)/~
(^o^)/~Rolling in all directions at 360 degrees, acting cute and begging for support
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