She was a colleague from the department next door to me, and at the age of 20, she was already slim and beautiful.

I used to hear my friends of the same sex talk about her, saying that she was old and good-looking, and she was called here

"The Flower of the Eighth Floor", but I have never crossed paths with her, because I don't think a short and poor dick like me is worthy of blindly participating in these people.

But since I gave her a dedicated card, she has been shushing me, and I realized that I love to belittle myself, I think too badly of myself, in fact, I am also very good; For her, she was not as cold as I had imagined at first, she was a beautiful woman, like a passionate sunflower, and she naturally became my 18th friend here.

I met her in the elevator last night, and she took the initiative to greet me and smiled sweetly, and I inadvertently said a word

"Your Alipay avatar is really good", but she shyly slapped me. Now I happened to remember, and I looked at her head again, only to find that I poked her in the sore spot, no wonder, no wonder.

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