"Then... how should I respond?"

Morpheus straightened up, unsure whether to frown or smile at the naive girl before him.

"They'll definitely inquire about what you did with me tonight," he said.

Persephone blushed and shrank into herself.

So, should she say he was great? She was inexperienced and didn't quite get these things, but in those romance novels she had secretly read before, the male leads were usually described as "great."...

"Oh, I see," she murmured, her voice tiny like a mosquito.

"You might not fully understand." Morpheus lowered his head to look at her, emphasizing each word.

"You need to tell Kourtney, I'm short, small, and quick. I'm done before three minutes is even up. And I look strong, but I'm actually not strong at all!"

looked at him,

done before three minutes... Even though inexperienced, she knew what he meant. Her face

just a few words. Is

that what

to say "explicit", but changed it to

"I'm a rough person. How eloquent

Persephone sighed helplessly.

"What about it?"

hurt

was taken aback, unable to decide whether to laugh or

his pride, he didn't want to be bothered by women like Kourtney. Moreover, thanks to her, he had already earned a reputation. Did these

up the duffel bag on the floor. Inside were his things for matches. He took out his

life." He shrugged. "Matches, money, and signing

how others see me, and I have no intention of finding a woman. So, this little thing

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