Summary
Tong Xin changed her signature for the flirting platform she registered for less than 24 hours. “If you’re a subwoofer, I can flirt with you.” After the signature was changed, several text messages came. It’s boring to look at it, just as I was about to uninstall the software, someone sent a perfunctory event gift. But she doesn’t have a real name at all, it doesn’t matter. Click on the voice “Sister… Are you going to… How to flirt with your brother?” is low and hoarse. Some deliberately show off, half-smiley tone, is a sea king. But it is indeed a subwoofer. She sent a voice over, “That brother wants to…sister…how to flirt with you?” The ending sound was a little curly, and she was recognized as a loli sound. “Heh” a laughter from the throat. “If it’s my sister…you can do whatever you want.” The deep voice, naked temptation. ——Lack of love