Dylan covered his chest and dared not look at it, feeling that his soul had been hit. His cousin's innocent and pure elementary school student-like text message made him feel like an old beast tainted by society.
John held the phone for a long time, thinking, Jordan would most likely refuse, right? After all, every time he invited Jordan to his apartment for dinner, he always got a rejection, and usually no more than three words.
After a while, Jordan's text message came back.
【good】
Sure enough, it didn't exceed three words, but he actually agreed.
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