She decided to confess to him

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Saw him today too.

That gentleman was not sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows. Imai Sumiya ventured into the tavern and walked around before seeing him.

—Great, he's still here.Not a dream.

After confirming this fact, Imai Sumiya left the tavern with his head held high.She vaguely felt that someone was staring at her leaving back, so she subconsciously maintained the most perfect posture.

The eldest lady walked the catwalk of the model, like a proud white swan.Passers-by in the entire bar street were all intimidated by the aura of the blonde girl.

until you turn the corner of the street.The people in the tavern never saw her again.

Imai Sumiya's fierce look, tall chest and elegant demeanor all collapsed.She gasped for breath, and the calf muscles in the stockings twitched due to excessive tension. She had to hold on to the wall to stand still, and her whole body seemed to lose strength.

"Nothing!" Imai Sumiya curled his lips, scolding himself, but the corners of his pretty mouth couldn't help but twitch.

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In the tavern, Imai Sumiya looked at the environment pretending to be generous, so his eyes were able to meet the gentleman, and they overlapped two rounds during the air tour.

She also saw the gentleman's face.

The clearer he can see, the more amazingly he fits with Imai Sumiya's dream image.

The gentleman looked quite young, and his facial features were well proportioned enough to be described as handsome.His brows are lazy and deep, his nose bridge is straight, his lips are beautifully shaped, and his smile is not a smile.Although he is young, he has a sense of depth beyond his age.

His pupils are a soft tea-brown, or iris-colored.I don't know if his eyes are always so affectionate, but when Imai Sumiya looked at him, he didn't need to take a breath to be captured by his tenderness.

The young gentleman stared at Imai Sumiya with his murderous kite eyes for a few seconds, then turned his gaze away.

One second later, I'm afraid Sumiya Imai will rush to him and tell his attachment to him.

... luckily not.Imai Sumiya thumped his tight calf, secretly thankful.After all, they are just strangers who have never met before!This is a pub, not a nightclub.That gentleman is here for a drink, not for a prostitute or a blind date.He didn't know himself, so he recklessly went up to confess, "Please allow me to be your wife", how outrageous.

Imai Sumiya tried his best to explain himself, trying to convince the little annoyance and regret.

She warned herself: "Imai Sumiya, it's fine to get nervous about other things, only this matter, only him, you must think foresight and plan well!"

Now is not the time.

If you were to get to know that gentleman now, Imai Sumiya could only introduce himself and say: "I am an N station up master who is famous for making prank suicide videos. I have 10,000+ fans, although they all follow me for scolding me."

What kind of expression would that young man show?

Confused, surprised, stunned, puzzled, disgusted, or disapproved?

In short, it wouldn't be something that should be worthy of her Miss Imai's reaction.

Imai Sumiya couldn't bear the fact that her first impression on her future husband was "a pretty but nonsensical girl".

When they talked for the first time, she made sure to surprise him with a glance.She greeted her generously and said, "Hello, I am Sumiya Imai", while the man in front of her raised her eyebrows and praised in an appreciative tone, "So it is Sumiya Imai! Nice to meet you."

When making love, he hugged her and said to her in his ear: Imai, this is the first time I saw you, you are confident and beautiful, with an angelic radiance all over your body, which deeply attracted my heart.

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Imai Sumiya covered his face with his hands, and squatted down slowly against the wall, his mouth behind his palms almost reaching the ears.

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The owner of the clothing store on the corner of the street has been paying attention to that girl for a long time.

Standing at the door of her shop, she first acted like she switched personalities instantly, then beat her calf viciously, and finally grew like a mushroom at her door.

Although this mushroom is pretty and eye-catching, she can't do business with the door blocked.

The owner had no choice but to go outside the door and pat the girl on the shoulder: "Hey, you..."

The girl raised her head abruptly, and then her long golden hair was thrown back, her exposed cheeks were flushed as bright as peaches and plums.

Shopkeeper: "?"

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