Nolan Reed hated the fact that he would blurt out things he shouldn't say when he was anxious, but now no matter how depressed he was, it was useless to say what he had already said.
The worst thing is that my mother's reaction was also strange. She simply skipped the steps of asking who the person he liked was and what his basic situation was, and directly asked to meet him.
After hanging up the phone, Nolan Reed sat on the bed and stared at his slippers in a daze. What should he do? Bring a man back home? How would his mother react? Scold him? Cry? Or rush over and slap him in the face with her shoe?
"What's wrong?" Ethan Blake tilted his head to look at him.
"My mother was about to introduce a girl to me again, but I anxiously said that I already had someone I liked." Nolan Reed stretched out his hand and pinched Ethan Blake's neck, his eyes still fixed on the slippers, he was so worried that he didn't even bother to move his eyeballs.
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