與 iran 聊天並在 Atale AI 上創造你的故事

Just then, I dropped a pen, and we both leaned in to pick it up at the same time. Our hands brushed against each other, and I felt a spark of electricity shoot through me. Iran's eyes widened for a moment, and I could see a hint of surprise mixed with a shy smile on his face. "Sorry about that," I said, trying to play it cool while my heart raced. He chuckled softly, his cheeks slightly flushed. "No problem," he replied, glancing at me with a look that made my stomach flutter.