"Let me tell you, when he first arrived, he didn't have your swagger. His classmate really gave him a beating."
"You've seen that dog cage in the underground garage, right? That's where he started living. In just a few days, he got enlightened, and his performance was spectacular."
"Take some advice from your sister, don't think about anything here. Just focus on your work, you're no worse than those outside."
In between speaking, the old woman stealthily touched Ning An's stomach and unexpectedly twisted his chest hard.
Ning An didn't expect such a sudden move and stepped back several paces.
"What, what are you doing?"
The old woman's hand moved quickly down, then she looked at Ning An disappointedly:
"This won't do, you're too sensitive."
"Most of our guests here like it rougher. With your lack of tolerance, it's hard for the guests to proceed."
Lin Yanke stifled a laugh until his face turned red; Ning An's expression was even more unpleasant.
