Hello, my name is Matthew! You may not believe it even if you tell me, but I am actually a man.
Regarding the origin of my name, emmm, this is a sad story:
Once upon a time, I had a crush on someone whose surname was Ma.
One day, the sun is charming, the wind is blowing, and I am so handsome that I plan to express my love to her with a bunch of grass in my hand.
Hey, it's just that I didn't have much money at the time, so what I pulled out was a little less, and my beloved grass couldn't get the most fertile irrigation. Some of them have already worked hard for the great cause of the green and blue sky of the motherland. I regret it, because I didn't want to sacrifice them!
But in order to continue the family lineage, I uprooted them without hesitation. When I uprooted them, I was shocked...
Ahem, that's a bit far.
At that time, she was facing a cuckold man at the top of the stairs.
In fact, at that time, not everyone could wear a cuckold!
We must defend its dignity!
So I didn't know why at the time, but I was a little jealous.
I immediately kicked him as fast as I could sprint at a speed of 100 meters, as if I was flying.
Then she snatched his cuckold, held a bunch of grass, and stood in front of her.
Soon she said: "Did you make it? When you rushed over, I thought you were very manly. I used to think you were a turkey. I'm sorry."
"What about this time?"
"I think you are going to be a dead turkey! The person you kicked is my brother! I tell you, don't run away after school!"
After school, I was fixed by her over and over again.
But what does repair mean?
Hoho hoho…
I just won't tell you.