I didn't move at all, but Oliver approached me and spoke in a low voice in my ear. "This is my brand. I know what your figure looks like. You are very suitable for this show. Help me. I can consider ending the contract with you."

"Why should I believe you." I can't believe Oliver, after all, he is so perverted.

"You don't have to choose right now? Of course, if you are willing to be my master, you can refuse these. You can even use the life jacket over there to slap me fiercely as punishment for my offense to you," Oliver, He blew into my ear, my face...