Gao Gong got slept on by Sister Rose again.
This version of Sister Rose, like her age, is quite inexperienced, so Gao Gong rarely enjoyed the feeling of being the master, like a farmer having his day, bearing a bear on the left and a yellow dog on the right.
It felt pretty good.
The current state of Sister Rose is very peculiar, somewhat like a personality disorder, but not entirely so.
If it were truly a personality disorder, with Sister Rose's temper, she probably would have beaten someone's brains out, no wait, the rich lady's brains.
There can only be one Sister Rose in this world, and that's me, the Black Rose!
This situation now seems more like Black Rose at different ages 'metabolizing' in a way outsiders cannot understand. Today it's the Iron Sand Desert version, tomorrow it's the overbearing female president version, and the day after, she's back to her teenage years.
