The first time we met was at the airport.
The welcome gift to Florida was a rainstorm.
Li Li was let go by the person who picked her up at the airport, so she had no choice but to call the landlord and talk about her status and situation.
The voice on the other end of the phone was clear and crisp, speaking in unfamiliar Chinese, "Wait for me at the airport."
Half an hour later, a young and beautiful man parked his car in front of her.
"Lily?"
"It's Li Li."
The first time I lost control was in a cafe next to a nightclub.
Li Li broke free from the shackles and walked to the bar drunk.
"Please give me... An iced Americano."
"Lily?" The man put the air-conditioned cup in front of her and shook his head, "Good boy should be at home at this time."
Li Li was dazzled by his beauty. She reached out and hooked her arms around his neck, her moist red lips close to his breath.
"Bad boys belong in other people's homes."
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Florida doesn't breed idlers.
Li Li supported her sore body and drank a large glass of ice water with Chris's hand, when this sentence suddenly came to her mind.
The man next to me exudes the fragrance of orange flowers, is polite, handsome, and even cooks good Chinese food.
"Good boy," Chris said, putting down his glass of water. "Now let's talk about our new rental agreement."
[Sweet-tongued and cold-mouthed Neptune student x landlord who cooks frogs in warm water and fishes]
[Self-media writer X Doll Doctor]
Intention: Eat well, sleep well
