"You mean, I can't satisfy you." I watched him pressing closer and closer, and hurriedly protected my camera with my hands.
"Don't come here again. You have already collected three of my cameras. I swear to die with my last "beauty"!" I pushed him with my hand while defending my beauty.
The next second, I heard the sound of beauty breaking together with my heart. And my man is on the bed again.
Sorry, my beauty.
Sorry, my heart.