This is the first time I've been kissed by a man.

I feel that I am not selling, but I am with a man, who is truly in love and can't help but feel in love.

Later I realized that my idea was really stupid. But I didn't think so at all at that time.

Maybe the atmosphere is too easy to intoxicate, maybe I was really lonely and fragile during that period, because maybe it was something else, in short, I was confused.

I stuck out my tongue and responded carefully to him.

But at this moment, he suddenly raised his head, came to my ear, and in an orderly tone, "Call! Call me!"

Just like this, it was like a basin of cold water pouring down on my head, and I woke up instantly. I asked myself, what am I doing? What is he doing?

This sentence clearly reminds me: I am □□, she is a prostitute, he is prostitute me, and I am prostitute me.

We are a client and a relationship, and we can only be this kind of relationship.

The two of them are in love? They can’t help but feel in love? It’s so funny!

Anyway, nothing happened after this sentence.

My whole body cooled down instantly, and the whole world suddenly became quiet.

He was still in a state and didn't notice my changes. Maybe he didn't care at all. Today, he was just trying to play with some lingering tricks, just to make him feel more refreshed, quicker, fresher and more exciting, that's all.

And I, a person who was wandering around and a fool, took all these seriously.

I feel so pitiful, sad and hateful!

He pressed me against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window and thrust hard.

I looked out the window blankly, and I looked at his face reflected in the glass, and I could see clearly every minute and a little bit. I also remember the low growl in my ear when he reached the extreme.

I opened my eyes wide and dared not blink, trying to stop the tears from falling.

I remember that Qinzi once said that if you do our job, you have to be heartless.

I absolutely agree with this, really.
Chapter completed!