"You don't understand, young and fresh flesh, that's my favorite."
Chen Yan shook his head: "Have you decided on the first round's requirement yet? If you need a long time to think, I might as well take a nap. You can wake me up when you've decided."
"No, no need." The little boy shook his head, "I really hate you, so I won't give you a chance in the first round. I won't trick you; I'll make you lose quickly!"
Chen Yan's face remained calm, but he felt a sense of relief internally.
Thank goodness!
If this ghost had actually asked him to masturbate in front of him... That kind of demand wouldn't harm his body, but the psychological damage would be immense. If that had been the case, Chen Yan would have outright refused, even if it meant losing the first round.
