Thus, when we got together, he wished he could tell the whole world about this.
That was how he was.
However, before I knew it, he had changed and become a stinky man.
Carter chatted with me for a while, but most of the time he was the one talking.
I was silent and occasionally responded.
He noticed that something was wrong with me and said cautiously, "Vivi, are you tired? Why don't you go to bed early? I won't disturb you anymore."
I forced myself to suppress the anger that was about to erupt and hummed in agreement.
"I love you, Vivi. I'll wait for you to come back."
In the past, when I heard him say that, I would only feel happy.
But now, I only felt disgusted.
I didn't want to talk to him anymore and hung up the phone directly.
At the same time, the blogger in the video showed a meaningful smile.
She said, "Guys, it's late at night. Our nightlife starts again. Let's call it a day."
The blogger finished speaking.
But the comments were full of envy.
[Your boyfriend really has a strong body. You two just slept in the afternoon and he came back in the evening. I don't know if you can hold on.]
[I'm willing to exchange ten pounds of fat for such a boyfriend!]
[I hope so. I envy you again.]