In My Desperate Time

Frances Louis doesn’t mind using the spoon I used, and my face blushes.

The boss looks at us, trying to hold his smile. He might think that Frances Louis and I are lovers.

Although I feel too intimate to share a spoon with him, I am embarrassed to ask the boss to give me another one.

Frances Louis returns the spoon to me. I look at the remaining half of the Fried rice, don’t know what to do.

“Just eat, it tastes not good if it gets cold.”

The uncle urges, not knowing whether he does it on purpose or not.

However, I can’t let him lose face. So I have to bite the bullet and continue to eat, and I don’t dare to look at the expression of Frances Louis.

Finally, I finish the remaining half of the meal, and call the boss to pay the bill.

“Six dollars, two dollars more than before.” The boss takes the money from my hand and says that he would go back to accompany his wife and children. Therefore, I feel embarrassed to stay longer and leave with Frances Louis.

After walking two steps, Frances Louis suddenly asks me, “have you heard the story of a six-dollar hot pot?”

course, I have.

laughter of our dormitory for

by saying this to me

say?” I purse my

to say, I can also sell my body to you. No matter how

The deeper his voice is, the more seductive it is.

how he manages to say such

stare at him and say angrily, “I'm going home. suit yourself.”

Then, a car stops by. I stop it, open the door and get

me comes the voice of Frances Louis.

will come to me. And

how Frances Louis could say this with such confidence. I would recognize him as being insane. I don’t want to talk to him and got

Steven Song hasn’t

Probably he is picked up by a sophisticated woman after drinking. Anyway he can't suffer loss, so I don’t care much about him.

I wash off the alcoholic smell on my body. Before going to bed, I still take some anti-allergy medicine, after

when I get up and walk out of the room, I see Steven Song sitting on the couch with a