But the next moment, he immediately felt that being a rascal was not so easy to do. When he stopped the car on the roadside, his eyes could slip on the girls who had passed by. He looked at a few of them in different colors, all of which were of the general kind. When he saw the tall and big man, nobody scolded him for being a lustre wolf, but he ran very fast with his red face twisting his waist.

"Am I just a rascal or do I look the same? Look at the eyes of these MMs, it seems that I like the key point of looking...