The two women cuddled up against each other at night and slept surprisingly peacefully.
When Li Fuyu woke up, his body temperature had already dropped. He moved around a little before opening his eyes.
In my head, I still feel a little shy and happy about yesterday's dream - shy about the content of the dream, but happy that it was just a dream, a dream that no one could see.
In the dream, she also became a prostitute, walking up to Qiu Yu with a crumpled fifty-yuan bill, an embarrassed financier waiting for "mercy".
Then the woman slowly turned around, took the banknote out of her hand with two fingers, laughed again, then turned around and said, "Come on."
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