After time travel, I held the stand-in contract in my hand, imagining that when the contract expired, I would be a male model on my left hand and a big man on my right hand.
Unexpectedly, before the contract expired, the man took off the CEO's standard suit, put on a sweater, came over and nibbled my earlobe, "Do you like men with big tits?"
The next day, he put on a white shirt and glasses again, with a cold face and a look of abstinence. Suddenly a smirk appeared on his lips, he pulled on his tie and unbuttoned his shirt, pushed me down, and whispered in my ear in a hoarse voice, "You like abstinent people? Do you also like gentle scum?"
Intention: Hope is always there