Sell ​​yourself to meet Yier fans

Chapter 2 "Full Content Revision"

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I woke up in the morning when the sun was too hot on my face.

There is no delicate whine from the heroine, and then the hero looks at the heroine with doting eyes and gives an affectionate French kiss, and then there is another ups and downs of joy in the wine pool and meat forest.

I rubbed my eyes and ignored the sound of my stomach growling. The pain in my body reminded me of what happened last night.

I looked around, and there was no one there.There was a wad of money on his pillow.I picked it up and counted, no more, no less, exactly [-] precepts.

I turned around to see the red plums and white liquid on the bed sheet, so eye-catching, it will always remind me of what happened last night.

Feeling a little sick.

This disgusting feeling surged from my throat, I wanted to vomit but couldn't, I could only retch there.

The nose suddenly became sour, and tears fell uncontrollably. When I read the romance novel behind my mother’s back, I smiled happily. I kept waiting for the author’s update on the heroine’s selling herself to the president. The genre where a little princess falls in love with a ruthless mafia killer and has sex is something she loves too.

Now it's my turn to feel dirty.

My lips were very painful to be bitten. I stretched out my tongue to lick it, but then retracted it immediately. The pain was like a chrysanthemum being pricked by a needle. It was very exciting, but I definitely didn’t want to enjoy it a second time.

I wiped my tears and heard a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The voice I just blurted out even surprised me, and I almost lost my voice.

If you go outside with such a broken voice and yell around, you will be thrown rotten eggs, or wear a black cloak stuffed with cotton to make yourself taller and taller, and ask the little sister on the side of the road for directions, you will be thrown by the little sister's mother To scrap the following.

Although she doesn't have that kind of organ, that's all for later.

"What are you thinking about, Monica?" The red-haired woman came in with her hair hooked around a few times and her buttocks twisted. She didn't want to look at her plump body and her beautifully developed little bun. Say something to comfort yourself.

Suddenly feel that I am 60 years old and become an old lady. Looking at the sunset and thinking that I will die tomorrow, what is the sense of fulfillment of the exhaustion of life?

"No... just tired... Anna" I replied weakly.

The woman named Anna smiled, "Just get used to it."

This time Anna spoke very little, and she didn't have the enthusiasm just now. She came over and hugged me and patted me on the back.

At that moment, I felt that my fragile and broken heart was about to recover!

But it shattered again in the next second.

Because what she said made me unacceptable.

"I saw that the guests went out with the corners of their mouths curled up, and they seemed very satisfied. This time, there are only a hundred thousand ring nuns, and you still have great potential. Many men like your type, and soon the price per night will be the same. It will go up very quickly. It won’t be long before you have the freedom to come and go like me, and you can take orders as you like.”

"Oh." I agreed, and the left ear went in and the right ear went out.

I go!

Who would believe that the disheveled pineapple head has always looked paralyzed, giving people the feeling of watching a horror movie and making the corners of their mouths smile ah hey!

Even if he really laughed, it must be comparable to the seven horrors of the world. How did Anna see that this person was very satisfied?

It seems to be called Ji Talaku?

Don't want to hear that name again!

"Really, but it's cuter this way—do you want my sister to help you train for free, um—"

Anna's voice made me unbearable. I didn't understand why I had to disguise myself so much. I replied in a hoarse voice, "No need."

If it continues like this in the future, I will definitely have the urge to hit the wall. I don’t care if I don’t want the [-] ring nuns. Maybe it’s just my momentary anger, but it’s a bit too much to rely on my body for money.

It is only now that I understand what my mother intends, is she wanting me to work here to help her pay off her debts?Then work for a few more years and bring me back?

Then someone will want me.

Hearing Anna knocking on the door, I felt guilty. After all, she helped me and it was for my own good, but I didn't appreciate it at all. People should be angry.

"I want to leave"

This thought popped into my mind.

I climbed out of bed, walked to the bathroom with difficulty and took a shower, feeling the pain in my body was almost unconscious.

Turning on the shower head, I raised my head and supported my eyelids without blinking, trying not to let the tears flow, and let the water flow by.

Later, I found out that even if I cried like this, no one would notice, but when I thought about it, I couldn't cry anymore.

Looking in the mirror, I was taken aback by what I saw now.

The black soft slightly curly hair hangs behind, and it is as disgusting as a mass of black messy threads soaked in the swamp because of being soaked in water.

The two lovely almond eyes also became very red and swollen. With a red nose, I took a breath to inhale the suspicious crystal liquid inside, and my lips were bitten, so let's not talk about the marks on my body.

Immediately, I feel like tens of thousands of mud horses galloping in the Mahele Gobi wilderness.

I want to leave.

I say so to myself.

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