"What do you think of me as my boyfriend? Ah!" He said after all, why are you rubbing your body against me? I immediately got chills.
"No need, I have a girlfriend." I said awkwardly.
"Girlfriends can be changed!" The beautiful woman said again and again. "My girlfriend will never change once she is determined to be my girlfriend." I once again dismissed her idea of being my girlfriend.
As the saying goes: one wave has not subsided, another wave has arisen. This problem of charming beauties has not been solved, and several little girls have come, and simple girls have entangled me. The solution is, it is not my fault that I am handsome, the fault is that I am a girl.