After a bout of intimacy, the two lay in bed, the pitter-patter of rain outside, like background music, made Tang Tiantian feel an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
Li Xiaoyao was Tang Tiantian's first man, and before him, she had been naive about matters between men and women. Since that night with Li Xiaoyao, she had suddenly discovered that this sacred act could be so delightful.
"How is the charity work coming along?" Li Xiaoyao asked.
Tang Tiantian twisted her body and said, "I'm selecting impoverished mountain areas to build some safe school buildings. Fifty million can probably build about twenty school buildings."
Li Xiaoyao said, "Don't build the school buildings, that issue is too complex. Let me tell you, those leaders in the impoverished areas, each is more corrupt than the last. If you go there with money to build school buildings, they will skin you alive."
Tang Tiantian didn't understand these things at all, so she asked, "Then what should I do?"
