super perfect boyfriend

Why do I feel that his face is covered with black lines.kindness?Is my English name too foreign?Sorry, it's my fault. (Everyone: Western style?! I just spelled it in pinyin)

"If you don't understand, I can translate it in English." I said very considerately.

"No need..." He sighed, looked at me with a very pitiful expression, and said a word mercifully, "This name is indeed an idiot."

Me, I want to find something to talk about, but you can't hurt me.I admit, I was a bit of a dog just now.The brat is really a brat.

The steak came up, it was delicious.I forgot to say that this steak is poisonous, eat it quickly.

Not bad, not bad.I looked at his elegant way of eating, and felt ashamed for a while.However, face is not important, eating is very important.I'll keep my original personality.

"Hey, why did you invite me to dinner? I offended you so much, brat, what do I ask you?" I filled my mouth with steak and asked

There is a question that has always puzzled me.

"I want you to take care of it." He choked out a few words.

"You won't be..." He looked at me nervously, as if he was afraid that I would reveal his secret.

"The family has too much money to spend. Hee hee."

He seemed relieved, gave me a blank look, and continued to eat.Damn, did I guess wrong?

"I really overestimated your IQ." He suddenly threw out a sentence.

I stared at him dissatisfied, and continued to be a curious baby, "Why didn't you fuck me? And, where's yesterday's clothes?"

"Annoying. Throw it away."...?What's the meaning.

"Why didn't you fuck me? A: Annoyed. Where's yesterday's clothes? A: Throw them away. Is that what you mean?" I guessed

Say, talking to him, how many brain cells do I have to waste.

He looked at me approvingly and nodded.Annoyed to kill me? !My worth.Qi, Qi kills me too.

"You bastard, how dare you underestimate my value, you are too much!"

And those clothes are very expensive.spendthrift!

I stared at him viciously, killing you with my eyes, he, the uncle, was still eating steak leisurely, not paying attention to him.Depend on!Me, me, me, I am also mad.

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A meal of steak ended with the two of us talking and yelling at me.

Although I spoke 40 sentences, he replied a few words.But, after all, we're chatting too, and he's also known as an iceberg.

For him, it's already pretty good. (Self-comforting.) Candlelight dinner with brat, barely romantic.