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?”

Of course, I have.

And this joke caused the laughter

saying this to me out

do you want to say?” I purse my lips, looking at Frances Louis.

also sell my body

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

I don't know how he manages to say

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

stops by. I stop it, open the door and get in.

the voice

“Jane Noyes, you will come to me. And that day will come soon.”

would recognize him as being insane. I don’t want to talk to him and got into the car.

When I get home, Steven Song hasn’t come back yet.

drinking. Anyway he can't suffer loss, so I don’t care much about him.

still take some anti-allergy medicine, after all, I have to go to work

next morning, when I get up and walk out of the room, I see Steven Song sitting on the couch with a blank look on his