We sat on the sofa, watching TV and chatting. It was very late, and she seemed to have no intention of letting me leave. [ ] That night, we slept together.

She turned off the lights and accepted my review in the dark...

Her breathing was light and thin. She leaned against my chest gently. Even though I didn't have any decent chest muscles, she seemed very happy.

"I live alone." Facts have proved that my judgment and understanding of her words were correct. Without her ambiguous hint, I would not have been able to express myself boldly. Everything fell into place, and what was supposed to happen happened...

When I woke up the next day, I got up early and washed up. When I returned to the bedroom, she hadn't woken up yet and was sleeping soundly with her little bear in her arms. I walked over, not daring to wake her up, and gently covered her with a quilt.

I cooked breakfast for her, made milk, and squeezed a glass of watermelon juice. After everything was done, I quietly walked to the door and went back.

I didn't wait for her to wake up because I was afraid that we would be embarrassed. At least, I would be embarrassed. After all, I didn't say anything to her...how to explain it, how to explain it?

On the way back, I was so confused that I couldn't figure things out. I had already woken up from alcohol. I began to think about her future relationship with me, or her future attitude towards me. Or I could stop here and pretend that nothing happened.

; Or, she falls in love with me, and we fall in love. But, she is with someone else...how can I accept it?

Of course, it's not that I take advantage of others and don't want to be responsible. The key is, will she let me be responsible? Even if we can develop, can the ambiguous relationship she maintains with those people be broken?

I would be a little reluctant if I didn't continue with her, after all, she is so beautiful.

In fact, I am a person who has a physiological reaction when I see a beautiful woman. I am not lustful. This is the nature of all male animals. Who makes me a man? I cannot be the master of male hormones. People who do not respond to beautiful women,

Except for a gentleman, he is an idiot.

I don’t know if women have any physiological reaction when they look at handsome men, because I’m not a woman, so I can never understand it. I only know that when some women see me, they will scan me with their gentle eyes, making me tremble all over.

Goosebumps, you think, does this mean I'm handsome, or am I narcissistic?

I don't dare to say how handsome I am. These days, even the king Andy Lau is said to be unhandsome, but I don't dare to speak nonsense. Of course, if you say I am narcissistic, I don't care. Freedom of speech.

The first time I saw her, my heart skipped a beat. They say that beautiful women are like fine wine, they smell good and taste sweet when drunk.

I was very satisfied for a while. Seeing her beautiful appearance and thinking about her, I always had a different sense of accomplishment, as if I had won a battle. And she seemed to have changed towards me. I didn't know how to wait.
Chapter completed!