Self-Cultivation of Male Assistants

As one of the heirs of the Lin Group, I picked up a loyal dog. He helped me eliminate all competitors, even my brother was disabled in a car accident because of his help. He knelt beside my bed late at night, pleasuring me with his lips and fingers, but never crossing the line. "What are you planning on?" I pinched his Adam's apple and asked. There was an abyss hidden in his eyes: "Miss, it's a sin for people like me... To even miss you."