"Sister Man, let me tell you—Qin Ze got harassed just now."
"Harassed?"
"By a man, too. He even got his butt touched."
"His butt touched?"
"Yeah. I've been here so long, and only now did I realize there are gay people here. So many men tried to chat us up before, and I never noticed."
"...The men who tried to chat you up were innocent."
Since they were gay, of course they wouldn't pay any attention to you.
Su Yu chattered away with Pei Nanman. By now, she was no longer very angry; instead, she had the enthusiasm of a young girl sharing gossip with another girl. Pei Nanman listened quietly, occasionally glancing at Qin Ze.
"Why are you looking at me?" Qin Ze found Sister Man's gaze strange and couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Pei Nanman withdrew her gaze and thought to herself, With that body and face, he really is attractive to gay men.
The more developed a region was, the more people believed in "same-sex true love, opposite-sex reproduction." People in backward regions, on the other hand, tended to have more conventional orientations.
Poverty limited their imagination when it came to sex.
It was said that nine out of ten men enjoyed smelling chrysanthemums. Some kept it hidden in their hearts, while others showed it openly.
"The tea's gone cold. Sister Man, brew another pot." Qin Ze smacked his lips. Cold tea was especially bitter; after a few sips, his tongue felt awful, as though it were coated in thick fur.
That was why he and his sister preferred coffee and disliked tea.
"If you want some, brew it yourself." Pei Nanman shot him a sidelong look. "Su Yu, call someone up for a foot massage."
By the time three Aunties in work uniforms came upstairs, Pei