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"Alright, it was just a little joke. I won't tease you anymore, your face is turning as red as a sunset. It'd be a problem if someone saw it." Yves King said, laughing while smoking, "You can rest assured on one thing. Our relationship is pure and simple. At your status, I'm sure you already have your own family. I won't interfere with your life. Let's just be good friends."
Though this was her preferred approach, non-interference, solving her long-suppressed and uncontrollable desires once they were unleashed, and more importantly not disrupting her current life.
But when it was said so nonchalantly from this guy's mouth, he made it sound as easy as eating a meal or drinking water.
And, 'good', 'good' what? Isn't it embarrassing? She was blushing so hard, she glared at him and said angrily, "Can't you put it in a better way? Like, lover, or something." My god, she never imagined that she would participate in such a situation one day.