I... Finally sold my body for money.
In fact, I agreed to the invitation of a former college classmate to participate in a love variety show broadcast on the Internet. Looking at the room full of handsome men and beauties, and then looking at myself with a sad face, I vowed to be a competent tool man. Cleaning is mine; cooking is mine; lovemaking is mine.
But... Why does the gentle second male always call me at night, why does the sunny male third always get close to me in group activities, and why does the nerdy male one, who has taken out his eyes, be so handsome but still charges at me?
Could it be that my life of 29 years as a widow has finally ushered in the legendary peach blossom period! How should I choose!
Just when I was feeling complacent, things were getting more and more wrong. Was I really participating in a romance drama...
Motto: Loving yourself is the most important thing