Sometimes I wonder what true happiness looks like. I didn't know it before I was sixteen. After I turned sixteen, I suddenly realized that I might never be able to experience that feeling.
I was away from the world and trapped in a little corner. It was like I was separated from everyone by a ditch. He wanted me to experience his happiness, sadness, and pain. Am I alive under his will? Maybe, I have nothing left.
The copywriting is in first person, the main text is not
The perverted paranoid boss Gong vs. The white-cut black orphan Shou
Gong Da Shou was eight years old and developed
1v1 strong
Really no abuse, no abuse, no abuse... I'm actually not sure
Purpose: I want both men and love!