“Mom, stop talking nonsense,” I said. “If Dad hears this, his pure-love, romance brain is going to jump off a building.”I thought my mom was just making things up and didn’t believe her for a second.However, on the other end of the line, her tone was unusually serious and with a hint of regret.“I’m not making things up. Honestly, what’s wrong with you? How did you not inherit even a little of your mom’s lust for good-looking men?”Actually, I did inherit it. However, inheritance was evenly split. While I got my mom’s attraction to men, I also got my dad’s honest, pure-love personality.My dad became the ultimate hopeless romantic don. Outside, he’s powerful. At home, though, he’s a good man who obediently washes his beautiful wife’s feet.So I grew up into an honest pervert.I lusted for men. However, the moment I saw one, I couldn’t say a single word.Just like my dad, I’ve lived honestly and barely dated.Still, my drawer is full of toys, and I’ve paid for VIP memberships
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