But I really don’t know if this kind of thing exists abroad. I believe that different privacy scopes lead to different topics, so it should be understandable.
Tina suddenly nodded and said with a smile:
"You can't ask questions in private."
Okay, I finally figured it out, so I almost understand it.
There is no way, there is a communication problem, this is what it is. In fact, the guess may not be correct, but who-care, they don’t care what happens to us. A bunch of people are arguing over an unrelated third or even fourth person, which is very childish.[
Tracy's photo looks quite beautiful, but her boyfriend is too inferior. Although he looks a bit like a fake foreign devil, his feeling is that although he is similar to Yu Hu Bing, his temperament is also very different.
The intimate photos of the two of them who seem to be inseparable are also very unseemly, and there is a strong suspicion of "coincidence".
No wonder everyone understood it as soon as I mentioned Tina yesterday. I think everyone’s eyes were bright.
After breakfast, they went downstairs. They didn't have any plans today, they probably just wanted to walk around the city.
Zhang Yalong and I are fine, and Zhang Yalong has a "secret order" from his father.
So, the four of us came together strangely and discussed how to travel.
It's embarrassing to say that my familiarity with this city is lower than that of someone who has studied here for three years. Zhang Yalong has been here for more than three years, so everything is arranged by him.
I've always wondered why he couldn't recognize me - although my reputation is not good, my appearance should have some influence; it turns out that he really was transferred by his parents, and he still didn't know enough about the story of this city.
Maybe boys don't like gossip, I think.
That's fine, it doesn't really matter. I'm not prepared to have a close relationship with him.
When I went downstairs to the front building and passed the main service desk, the waiter said to me very politely:
"Hello, madam, a gentleman is looking for you."
"Ahem!" My husband is looking for me? Where do I come from as a husband? This is not Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, right? The child's father respectfully calls him sir? No matter how polite he is, he is still "lover", right?
"Uh-huh!" I was about to move my feet, but the waiter repeated it again. This time I heard clearly, it was "a gentleman" instead of "my husband." Bah, bah, bah, whoever messed with me, I will chop him.