Yin Ci has been very troubled recently.
When her friends brushed against the men around them every day, the screen was filled with breasts and panting men.
But she had feelings for a female piano blogger.
My heart beat faster, I couldn't turn my eyes away, and I even stopped thinking about food and drinks. I lost ten pounds.
As a last resort, she had no choice but to seek help online.
"I'm a woman, but I like women's hands."
Netizens responded enthusiastically.
"This may be a sign of depression. It is recommended to go out more, meet new people, step out of the comfort zone, and embrace a new life."
As a senior social worker, Yin Ci struggled for a long time and signed up for a hobby class: calligraphy in the morning, dancing in the afternoon, and vocal music in the evening.
Within a week, Yin Ci was exhausted and paralyzed, and entered the realm of immortality without desires or pursuits.
She gratefully replied to netizens: "The new life is so good!"
The next moment, the piano teacher upstairs in the interest class took away her mobile phone. Her fingers were long and white, and her face was delicate and beautiful.
"You like my hands?"
Yin Ci:...! ! ! ! ! ! !
Whose hands? !
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Shi Qing noticed Yin Ci downstairs on his first day at work.
With short, shaggy mushroom hair, he lowers his head when talking to everyone, and his face turns red when he gets a little closer, giving people the illusion that he is bullying an honest person.
So even though this product clearly suited his taste, Shi Qing was restrained from eating it.
Until one day, she caught a glimpse of Candide's cell phone wallpaper—a hand-drawn sketch of the details of her hand.
Blood vessels, skin texture, plump nails, curved arcs, every row of lines are extremely clear and beautiful, revealing a strong sexual tension.
Shi Qing was stunned and smiled.
Things are starting to get interesting.
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Later, Shi Qing used the hands that Yin Ci had admired for a long time to fan the flames, twisting gently and slowly, over and over again, and finally made Yin Ci collapse.
Shi Qing smiled and leaned against her ear: "I like hands, it's called hand control."
The tips of Yin Ci's ears turned red: "Yeah."
Shi Qing continued: "Then do you know what a woman's hand is called if you like it?"
Yin Ci raised his head and said pitifully: "What's your name?"
Shi Qing: "Call my wife."
Yin Ci choked with tears: "Wife."
Big tail wolf attack vs social fear little fox attack
Intention: Face everything about yourself, accept yourself and embrace a new life