"Ahem, ahem…" Mu Xiaoxiao coughed twice and blinked her eyes. She felt a little stunned and her expression looked a little awkward. She looked at the handsome boy in front of her with a face of complete disbelief, wondering if she had heard him wrongly.
Yes, yes, she must have heard him wrong!
Did he say "prostitute"? She must have heard him wrong.
She wanted to calm herself down and picked up her pickled plum juice for a drink. Unexpectedly, she choked on it.
"Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem…" This time, her cough was even more violent.
The handsome boy smiled bitterly. "Are you alright?"
"I-I'm okay…" Mu Xiaoxiao waved a hand as she tried to clean her lips with a tissue. Her eyes were wide as she stared at him and her head was full of questions as she asked, "You said… you work as… ahem, a male escort?"
The handsome boy noticed that she used the euphemism and gathered that she was a well-brought-up and polite girl.
