rong yan gave up on herself and thought about this kind of thing that was difficult for others to talk about. to a mistress like her, it was no big deal. this was what she was in.
Because the room she was staying in was special, some of the internal staff in block A of the Empire knew that Rong Yan usually called the front desk and told the staff at the front desk if she had anything to do, then let someone else do it.
This time was no exception. Forty minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and the waiter brought the ointment she wanted with a red face.
At any time, Rong Yan would never let herself suffer. No matter what adversity she was in, she would give herself the best enjoyment.
Even if the conditions didn't allow it, she had to create some conditions for herself.
in rong yan's heart, she had always believed that ...
No one would dote on her, so she had to dote on herself.
