Naturally, I looked in that direction. The scene in front of me made me very satisfied. To be precise, the person in front of me was very satisfied. I used this look to the fullest (half-squinting my eyes and turning my eyes), maybe a little drooling. Although it affected my image, I have always been persistent in beautiful things to achieve a state of selflessness.
What a boring guy, he actually rolled his eyes at me and walked away.
Well, it was indeed a dream.
How could any man disdain me?