I was so lucky to meet you, and all the scenes that could only appear in my imagination really appeared in my life! I felt like I was in a dream, I couldn't feel myself breathing, as if I was stunned by happiness. I feel your temperature, your saliva, and your passion every night when I sleep. I'm really used to it. But why do you have to let me know that there is a woman in your life one day, and she is your master, but I am like a bad girl who stole other people's things. I am so scared, can you hold me tighter? . . . . .