"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!"

She stupidly looked at him, noticing

though inexperienced, she knew what he meant. Her face turned crimson, not just her cheeks but her ears and the base

just a few words. Is it

not... You..." Persephone muttered, "It's just that what you said

say "explicit", but changed

How eloquent do you expect

okay," Persephone sighed

"What about it?"

hurt your

taken aback, unable to decide whether to laugh or

bothered by women like Kourtney. Moreover, thanks to her,

pack up the duffel bag on the floor. Inside were his things for matches. He took out his boxing gloves, shorts, and towels and placed them in a basket

is my life." He shrugged. "Matches, money,

and I have no intention of finding a woman. So,

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