[Chasing Wife Crematorium #Force to Robbery #Sadomasochism Deep #Underbelly]
Grandma pinched my chin and forced me to look at the intertwined posture of the pair of gold-painted porcelain dolls.
She said: "Remember, the value of your two legs apart is more than what you earned as an embroiderer in ten years."
Three days ago, my heart and lungs were torn apart by my brother's cries, but now I was kneeling on the ice brick floor of the palace, learning how to use my body to please a patron.
Until the door with the dragon carved on it opened in front of me, and the tall figure turned around in the flickering candlelight - there was no lust in his eyes, only a dark smile that looked at the prey.
And I clutched my mother's prescription in my sleeve and thought: If I can't let him enjoy himself tonight, the rice jar will be bottomed out tomorrow.
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Compared with the author's other works, the plot structure and writing style of this one are better.
The plot has ups and downs and the links are tight. Full of visual appeal. Also very attractive. Like it very much.