An Ke really likes this city where one can live ten lifetimes.
The last second, I was wearing an evening dress and holding a champagne glass in the Four Seasons Hotel, and was intoxicated.
The next second, with her bare feet and her skirt off her waist, she regained her businesslike spirit and squatted on the street to eat skewers.
I originally thought I had left the embrace of my motherland,
Capitalist society has gender tolerance for women who "work more, get more" and "never give up". I didn't expect that these were all my own fantasies.
"Beautiful!" Tang Liyan waved his club, but the person he was praising was a woman.
Enke took off his gloves and threw them at him unhappily, "I've known you for so many years, but why haven't I heard you praise me?"
Tang Liyan did not hesitate, "You must not know that straight men like to objectify women. When I praise a woman, she is already a beautiful object in my eyes. Why don't you just be a good person? You have to compete with something."
An Ke was complacent about his specialness for a while, but finally he felt sad: It turns out that in your eyes, I am not even an object, not even a woman. I am just an obedient and capable money-making machine, and I will be replaced at any time.