gender doesn't matter

When the man saw me smiling like this, he frowned slightly, and then said, "Take a bath first."

I sneered from the bottom of my heart, as Lan said: the guests who come here, no matter how well-dressed they are, their ultimate goal is to have sex with us.

It's just that some people follow the rules of buying and selling and possess our bodies, while some people are unwilling to follow the rules of buying and selling. They are not satisfied with only our bodies, they also want us to offer ourselves willingly.

But no matter which one it is, the ultimate goal is the same.

So, what is the difference between him and them?

I raised my hand to wrap myself in a towel, and got up from the sofa. As soon as my feet landed on the ground, the soreness from my body made my feet go limp. If it weren't for his quick eyes and hands to hold me up, I would have fallen to the ground long ago.

"Can you stand?" His voice was very gentle, just like his movements, soft and soft, as if he was afraid that I would bump into him.

I am a little funny, this person is really...

I leaned on him, smiled and said to him: "Yes." But in the next second, because of the weakness of my legs and feet, I put all my weight on him.

He didn't say anything, he walked me into the bathroom very gently and patiently.

"Can you do it yourself?" he asked me after helping me into the bathroom.

"Yes." I said, but the moment he let go of his hand, my body slid down the wall.

shame on...

But I can't help it.

He hesitated for a moment, and said, "If you don't mind, let me clean it for you?" It was not an inquiry, but an order notification.

I sneered in my heart, it was not a good thing either.

Of course I can't say that.

So, I lowered my head and said obediently: "Thank you Lin Shao." Then I followed his hand and took off the bath towel wrapped around my body.

He stared closely at the marks on my body, his face flickering, a little unpredictable.Finally, he asked in a deep voice, "Is it them?"

I was taken aback and didn't realize it for a while, and then I realized that the "they" he said referred to the few people just now.

"No." I whispered.

This kind of thing is common to us, today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, every day, it is possible to find out, even if he knows it, so what?

Not them there are definitely others.It's not the same in the end, so why bother yourself?

What's more, this level is nothing at all, and those who are several times stronger than this have survived.

So, there is no need to trouble yourself.

After hearing what I said, he didn't say anything, he just poured the water seriously and focused, and tested the water temperature.This series of movements is natural to him, and it looks quite elegant. Even I who specialize in these movements have to say that his movements are very pleasing to the eye.

"Okay." He turned off the faucet, glanced at the bathtub and looked at me: "Can I do it myself?"

"……"nonsense.

"Well, thank you!" I said as I lifted my feet and stepped into the bathtub, the tearing pain made me gasp.

But in the next moment I was hugged carefully, he picked me up and carefully put me into the bathtub: "Don't move, I'll help you." He began to help me clean up my body, his movements were very careful and gentle, Just like treating a real lover.

This feeling made me feel that I was loved for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

If it was in another place before, I might be obsessed with his gentleness, and I would sink into it willingly.

But now, after going through so many things, I finally understand: Many dreams are not something that a ladyboy like us can dream up.

Of course, I didn't think there was anything wrong with a ladyboy serving people in Israel, so I raised my face and asked him, "Do you want me?"

When I finished this sentence, I clearly felt his hand stiffen.Obviously, he never expected him to be like this.

He stared at me tightly and silently, something called anger flashed in his eyes, but he was quickly suppressed, and it took a long time before he said: "Your body has been injured, and you can't bear the joy anymore." After a pause, he said, "Be patient, it will be cleaned up soon." His voice was very low and gentle, and he spoke seriously.

But it's his seriousness that disgusts me, because it makes me feel dirty and mean.

But there has never been a time like now, when the face is burning and burning.

I quickly lowered my head and buried my face in the crook of my arms to make myself look less embarrassed.

What annoys me even more is that after he said this, he still acted like nothing happened.

In the past, I was not willing, and I knew exactly what I was doing.But what is this feeling of being out of control now?

This feeling scares me.

Regardless of him being a distinguished guest, I grabbed his hand that lit the fire on me, and said in a low voice: "Okay, thank you, I will do the rest myself." After speaking, I realized that my voice was hoarse It's amazing.

"Well, good." He paused, stopped without saying anything, then put down the bath flower, picked up the towel on the shelf to wipe his hands, and walked out of the bathroom.

He walked so gracefully that I felt a little uncomfortable. Of course, this feeling was only for a moment.

I gritted my teeth, endured the pain and crawled up the bathtub, walked under the shower, and turned on the cold water.I shivered as the icy cold water sprayed down on me from the shower.

The door was opened without warning, and the man rushed in anxiously. When he saw that the water flowing out of the shower was not steaming, his face changed, and then he walked over quickly and turned off the shower.

"Your current condition is not suitable for taking a cold shower." He said as he took a new bath towel and draped it over my body, his face became ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

Seeing him like that, for some reason, an inexplicable anger arose in my heart, and I even forgot that he was a distinguished guest, so I pulled the towel to wrap my body, and said coldly: "I'm fine, you go out .”

He didn't move, but lowered his head for a long time, and said, "Let me help you!" His voice was very calm, as if this was a task waiting for him to complete.

But the more he is like this, the more dirty and dirty he seems to me.

I tried my best to keep my face cold, suppressing the scorching heat on my face and body.Watching him walk from the front of me to the back of me, take me into his arms, and let me lean on him.Then reach into my bathrobe, which is not tied at all...

The moment his hand touched me, my body froze without warning, but I was quickly conquered by the pleasure coming from my body, and slowly I relaxed myself.

Unknowingly, unconsciously, the whole person has already leaned on him, giving him all of himself!

Afterwards, it didn't matter whether I was willing to pick me up and quickly walked out of the bathroom, put me on the bed, turned around and was about to leave.

Because he was holding me, I could clearly feel him, so I asked him very 'kindly': "Do you want me to help you?"

He was obviously startled when he was about to go out, and quickly said: "No need." He walked out of the door as if fleeing, and closed the door.

Seeing his embarrassed back when he left, my mood instantly improved.

Cursing her lips, she pulled the quilt over her head to cover herself, and lay down peacefully.

Soon fell asleep.