I met a 32-year-old young woman in the currency circle. We chatted for more than half a year, and we always had a good conversation. She even sent me money to buy low-end fantasy space stations. Today she asked to meet, but I hesitated. I said you have a family, I was still young and it didn’t feel good, but she said it was okay. We just wanted to be ordinary friends, so I agreed. I asked her for a photo. She looks pretty and attractive. She is not far from my city. We made an appointment to meet at a milk tea shop, so we didn’t choose another place for fear of meeting someone we knew. I arrived first that day because she had to drive for several hours. While waiting, I looked at the photos and thought it was another big "rollover scene" because the beauty function is so powerful now. But when she got off the Mercedes-Benz, I I recognized her immediately. She is much prettier than in the photo, and she is also my favorite type. She also recognized me and didn't know what to say to break the embarrassment. She suggested a hug, and I said yes. She smelled very good, and my heart was pounding. After sitting at the milk tea shop for a while, we went to have a meal. She basically didn't eat much, and she dialed my phone number the whole time. Shopee, picking fish bones, she naturally held my hand when we walked out of the restaurant after dinner, and I didn’t break away. She said she wanted to take me home, and I said I would take a taxi back. She insisted on taking me there, and sent me to the door of Dinghe International Hotel. She asked me how the Mercedes-Benz was, and how could I go there as a person riding an electric bike? Woolen cloth. She asked me if I wanted it, and I thought she was joking, so I said yes. She pulled me in front of her and told me softly in my ear that if I wanted to, I could buy the bottom of brc20 AMB tonight.
