"Wolves travel miles for at, dogs travel miles for shit. Slob, stop flattering yourself; it’s not going to change, okay?"
"Haha, so you’ve figured that out? Still, quitting the club scene wouldn’t be that difficult. It’s because two years ago, on a whim, I went with a college friend to visit several AIDS hospitals. Rember I told you, right? A handso, suave man could have syphilis. A beautiful, flower-like woman could have genital warts. Nowadays, the number of AIDS patients is skyrocketing. The number of people suffering from syphilis and genital warts is countless—almost in the hundreds of millions. Let put it this way: I saw so internal data showing that nearly one hundred percent of female workers in nightclubs have STDs to varying degrees. I used to be quite fond of that fast life too. But alas, life is precious. Plus, I’m getting older and can’t afford to play those gas anymore, so I quit."
Yan Xixi recalled the "innocent girl" he had ntioned and couldn’t help but burst into laughter.
So, this guy was just scared straight.
I knew it. The power of morality will never surpass the power of reality.
No matter how passionately you warn about the dangers of AIDS, nothing compares to the shock of seeing soone close to you contract the disease.
It’s just human nature; people don’t cry until they see the coffin.
It’s not that n want to go straight—it’s that they’re forced to.
She chuckled, "Slob, what’s your type of woman?"
"Full bosom and big booty."
"Vulgar."
"Vulgar? Isn’t that just biological instinct? Take flowers, for example. Do you know what flowers are? They’re the reproductive organs of plants. All those colorful and stunning flowers you admire are just plants flaunting their reproductive organs to attract bees or butterflies. Isn’t humanity the sa? Males grow beautiful plumage, females display full breasts and ample hips—isn’t it all to attract the opposite sex?"
Yan Xixi shivered.
Talking to this guy was enough to give one an ulcer.
"So, Miss, what about you? What type of man do you like?"
She thought seriously and carefully for a good while before answering, "He needs to understand and respect . We need to be compatible and share similar interests. I don’t need him to indulge or unconditionally tolerate , but we should be able to talk about anything, with no distance between us. And his family can’t look down on ."
"Haha, Miss, aren’t you describing ?"
"Pfft! When were *we* ever compatible?"
"No? I always thought we had the sa bad taste."
She also laughed.
After all their banter, they suddenly realized it was already dawn outside. She leisurely asked, "Slob, why have you been chatting with so much lately? Isn’t it taking up your ti?"
"Miss, you’re really strange. Are you going to ask that hundreds of tis? I pity you! You’re all alone. If I don’t keep you company at a ti like this, who will? Besides, I’m worried that with your breakup, if you dwell on it too much, you might actually consider suicide."
Yan Xixi burst out laughing. "Get lost! I would never commit suicide."
"Alright then. With as your backup, if worst cos to worst, Miss, I’ll et you. As long as you’re not too ugly, I’ll take you in."
"Dream on."
"Seriously, Miss, when can we et?"
"You set the ti."
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