Pillow Slave

HEExpressionShuangjieExpressionTwo-way redemptionExpressionA woman favors a man He is an actor and her pillow slave. His belt gradually loosened, and he called her by her first name: "Qing Hui... Who am I? A plaything locked in your cage?" Zhao Qinghui didn't even raise his eyes and said lazily: "Whatever it is, it's just for me." Yang Che smiled. That smile was partly self-deprecating and partly life-threatening. He put his hands on the side of her face. "Okay, whatever I want." He held her ear in his mouth and lowered his waist: "But this cage of yours... I can only come in..." At first, Zhao Qinghui only thought that Yang Che was a toy for teasing. When he was happy, he would tease him, and when he was unhappy... He would also tease him. Later I found out that this privately raised little thing can bite people. If you take a bite, there will be no blood, but it will hurt... She taught him tactics, and he learned them ruthlessly and brilliantly. She taught him how to recognize people, and he knew it right away. He stepped on the road paved by her, step by step, reaching the heights. But she forgot what an actor is best at. After all, he is no longer the young man who can only sing...