"Sister Xiang, don't, don't do this, I can't take it." Xiao Ming had a sad face.
Xiang Jiaojiao ignored him, pressed her hands on his face, and offered her chubby mouth.
Xiao Ming felt a chill, and he struggled: "Sister Xiang, no, no."
"No?" Xiang Jiaojiao was a little angry. She let go of Xiao Ming, stood up, poured a glass of red wine, and stood aside with her arms folded.
She looked at Xiao Ming: "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking. Your family is bankrupt and your mother is mentally ill."
"Now that you've been expelled from school, you're basically at your wit's end. You came to me just to find a wallet, right?"
"Sister, it's not what you think." Xiao Ming was surprised and hurriedly explained.
"There's no such thing as a free lunch in this world. You have good conditions, a fair complexion, and a nice voice."
"I can send you to the Yanjing Academy of Audiovisual Arts, and then package you up and start a career in the entertainment industry," Xiang Jiaojiao said.
She pinched Xiao Ming's chin and said, "Your eyes are so captivating, they can really kill women, but I can fulfill your wishes and support your dreams."
"Really? Sister Xiang, thank you so much, you are simply my goddess." Xiao Ming was surprised and happy: "How can I thank you so much?"
"I told you, there's no such thing as a free lunch." Xiang Jiaojiao swirled the red wine in her hand and said leisurely, "You know what I want."
"I, I..." Xiao Ming shrank back, not knowing how to answer.
Yes, Xiang Jiaojiao would not help him for nothing.
To put it bluntly, the two of them just get what they need.
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