“You and Catherine are welcome to come to the mall for dinner, but not with me? I’m not your friend?”
Miguel said.
“Isn’t it true that you’re a man? I wouldn’t mind if you were a woman.” Charity said lightly.
Miguel was speechless for a moment before giving her a thumbs up and saying, “I don’t think you ever
treated me like a man.”
It was Charity’s turn to say this time. But Miguel quickly said, looking as if she wanted to cry but
couldn’t. “I treat you as a good friend.”
“…”
Charity came to a halt, unsure what to say. She reflected deeply on herself in her heart.
“That’s true. I also consider you as a good friend.” Charity raised the teacup in embarrassment,
knowing that she needed to save this fragile friendship.
“Eat more fish if you don’t know how to speak. I heard that eating fish makes people smarter.” Miguel
presented her with a large piece of fish.
Under the table, Charity unceremoniously stepped on him.
Miguel was limping when he emerged from the kitchen after eating.
Charity showed no sympathy.
–Who made him feel foolish?
“Are you not going to buy some clothes? Come in and take a look.” Charity entered a men’s clothing
store. She chose a pair of blue jeans and a white sweater for Miguel based on his fitness.
After taking the clothes, Miguel removed his T-shirt in front of her, revealing his bronzed arms and
angular abdominal muscles.
The man’s body Charity is most familiar with is Chester.
Chester has abdominal muscles as well, but they are not as rigid as Miguel’s.
The sales girl next to her took a deep breath and gazed at Miguel’s attractive figure.
“Don’t you know how to change clothes inside?” Charity said.
“Let you take a good look, I’m a man, not your sister.” Miguel said as he bent over and leaned into her
ear.
He raised his eyebrows and went to the locker room to change his pants.
Charity: “…”.
What kind of second-hand is this, and he forced himself to eat more fish, estimating that he desired to
eat more fish?
“Wow, beauty, your boyfriend looks great. You must feel very safe with him.” the sales girl said with a
smile.
“He’s not my boyfriend.” Charity spoke softly.
“Understood, but we haven’t yet agreed.” The sales girl smiled while covering her lips.
Charity sighed, speechless.
They didn’t bother to explain how a man and a woman came out to buy clothes.
Miguel soon changed his clothes and emerged. He brightened up when he put on a white sweater and
jeans.
He was young, but he was on the battlefield all year, and he appeared to be hostile. With his 1.9-meter
height, he was literally full of legs from the waist down.
“How are things?” Miguel arched his brow.
“It’s quite good. You can get it.” Charity gave a nod.
Miguel paid right away and walked away dressed.
“In fact, Charity, my appearance is not bad. Although I.m not as handsome as Chester, but still have
good features, tall stature, and big eyes.” Miguel said as she walked beside her, showing a row of white
teeth with a smile.
“What would you like to say?” Charity came to a halt and looked him in the eyes.
Miguel’s lips twitched. He had a lot of thoughts before returning to Australia, but when he saw her eyes,
he became terrified.
“Shall we go? Are you going to buy shoes?” Charity returned her gaze.
Miguel’s irritated hammerhead was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window next to him.
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