Chapter 182 You Fake Fan

In the next second, the man felt the crackling of pain in his wrist and wailed, "It hurts, buddy. I was trying to comfort you. Why are you doing it to me?" Ramses said coldly, "Don't touch me." Freed from his grip, the man waved his wrist and grinned his teeth in pain. "Miss, your friend is weird. I bet nobody will make friends with him. Who can be so tolerant? He shouldn't be thinking about getting a girlfriend either. He's handsome but got a strange temper. Those who like him probably are masochists." Ramses turned his head, looked at Helle, and said angrily, "Why don't you just tell them that I'm your boyfriend?" Looking at Ramses' beautiful face covered with injuries and his eyes glistening with tears, Helle felt a little distressed. Ramses could always win her sympathy with his good-looking face. It worked every time. Helle coughed and said, "This is my boyfriend, and I'm the one who tends to be masochis