Female supremacist: Love is OK, but you have to pay extra

Chapter 6 Two Things Women Love Most

Finally, Gu Qing had a clear understanding of his own body.

Although from the memories of various girls confessing their love to him and the implicit looks of admiration they gave him, one can see how superior his appearance is.

But Gu Qing is still dominated by the memories of his previous life, and his view of a man's good figure still remains at the level of a body of strong muscles.

It is really difficult to judge with his fair and soft skin.

But when Gu Qing put on the school uniform, it looked baggy on others, like a school uniform with snakeskin pockets, but on him it looked youthful and energetic.

Gu Qing understood immediately.

It’s not a skill to make nice-looking clothes look good.

Being able to wear ugly clothes with style is a sign of a good figure.

Gu Qing's confidence grew even stronger, and he began to examine himself in the floor-length mirror.

No matter what people who visit this website think of him, his plan from beginning to end is to create a process of "a good boy who gradually loosens his own bottom line."

The character setting is very precise: there was an accident at home and he urgently needed money, then he was recommended by a friend and had never visited similar websites.

Gu Qing took out paper and pen and began to shape and fill in the details for this character.

"I usually put all my energy into grades. I'm not good at dressing or grooming. Even my photography skills are very clumsy. I don't understand angles, lighting, environment, etc. And..."

I wrote several hundred words in a very eloquent manner!
Then, Gu Qing began to prepare for the photo shoot based on this setting.

It was impossible to use a floor-length mirror, as this was not the equipment he should have. He also deliberately backlit the room, wrinkled his uniform to show his unprofessionalism, and placed his phone in the highest corner of the bedroom, so that he could show his whole body...

Click!Click!
Gu Qing took more than a dozen photos in a row, then sat cross-legged on the bed and looked through the photos carefully.

Although these are character settings, in fact he really knows nothing about taking pictures, and the results of the photos are more in line with his expectations than he imagined.

As he watched, Gu Qing frowned.

"It seems not enough..."

Gu Qing did not forget what his purpose was, which was to make money from a group of "painters" who "like paint".

Although the plot that gradually lets go of the bottom line is indeed eye-catching, it can only be secondary, and the color is the key point.

After all, in the previous life, if you wanted men to earn gold coins, the best way was to control their little heads first, and then their big heads.

It’s the same in this world!
If you stick too much to the "well-behaved" character setting, it would be putting the cart before the horse.

It’s just that Gu Qing doesn’t quite understand.

It is normal for men in this world to have beautiful feet, after all, they correspond to the women in their previous lives.

How come women's feet are so beautiful?

Or is it that he is the only one who thinks it's pretty, while other boys think it's ordinary?

Gu Qing didn't think too much. He stretched and curled his ten toes several times. After moving them around for a while, he curled them up tightly again.

The side profile highlights his nervousness.

Gu Qing selected the most suitable one from the dozen or so photos he took and sent it out.

goo~
At this moment, the sound of hunger came from his stomach, so Gu Qing jumped out of bed and went to the kitchen to cook dinner.

Naturally, cooking skills cannot be acquired in this life, but are acquired through training in the previous life.

Because cooking your own food is the cheapest.

After going through a period when he couldn't even afford vegetables, he began to learn how to cook.

Soon, the living room was filled with fragrant aroma. Gu Qing walked out with the cooked dishes and was slightly startled when he looked at the empty dining table.

As I recall, Li Shiying used to sit here and the two of them would have dinner together.

Now, he is left alone.

A trace of loneliness surged in my heart, born from the memories of this life.

But soon, Gu Qing smiled faintly and shook off the sadness.

He will let Li Shiying go home.

Besides, he was used to eating alone.

Outside the window, the sky had become completely dark. After dinner and washing the dishes, Gu Qing planned to wash up and go to bed.

He has to meet Lin Yuwei tomorrow, and God knows what she will ask him to do.

Gu Qing thought that if he had a beautiful girl who he could do whatever he wanted with, he would definitely take advantage of her.

This is a tough battle, so we need to conserve our energy!
Suddenly, the cell phone vibrated. Gu Qing took out the phone and looked at it, his eyes widened immediately.

No, man!
Isn't the speed of being controlled from below a little too fast?

It’s been less than two hours since he posted the selfie.

Someone has already transferred money to him and wants to add him as a friend!

This……

Gu Qing hesitated to speak.

He still underestimated the painters' pursuit of "customized pigments".

Or perhaps he underestimated his own charm.

After being slightly shocked, Gu Qing took a deep breath, accepted the transfer of "300" first, and then agreed to the other party's friend request.

Then, Gu Qing tried to open the other party’s circle of friends.

Invisible.

He is not a newbie and is most likely an experienced veteran who is so decisive.

The big fish took the bait.

……

Song Ruoli held the phone in her hand, and while waiting for her friend request to be approved, she felt an unprecedented sense of anxiety.

She wondered if she had drunk too much to get her brain damaged. From childhood to adulthood, almost nothing could make her anxious, but now not only did she feel anxious, but it was because of such a person.

Song Ruoli suddenly regretted it. The three hundred yuan was nothing to her, but when she thought about transferring it to someone who came out to sell "customized services", it was as if she had gone out to do something, and her cheeks turned red.

No, that's not right!

This account was registered less than two hours ago. How could the pictures it posted be discovered so quickly and then forwarded to the group?
Is that group member a drag?
Under normal circumstances, Song Ruoli would never do such a boring thing.

But at this moment, she was drunk, and felt regret, shame, anger... all mixed together, making her consciousness a little blurry. She behaved abnormally and directly @ that person.

"This picture was posted less than two hours ago. How did you find it?!"

Other group members emerged one after another.

"Can't escape the eyes? Can't escape the mouth!"

Song Ruoli ignored the jokes from her group members and looked at that person's reply, speechless.

But when I think about the pictures she usually posts in the group, it should not be a lie.

Just as Song Ruoli was becoming more and more anxious, the notification sound of her application being approved popped up, which cheered her up.

Then a message came.

"Thank you sister~"

While Song Ruoli was waiting, the doubts that had been pent up in her heart were almost about to overflow. Now that she had the opportunity, they began to come out continuously.

"You haven't graduated yet?"

"Ah."

"Then why do you do this?"

Song Ruoli didn't seem to realize that her words had a questioning tone.

Or maybe she knew it was inappropriate to ask this, but she still couldn't help herself.

Because the boy's school uniform was what touched her.

Students from her father’s school were actually selling this kind of… “photo” online.

As a former student, she inexplicably had a sense of responsibility and wanted to know whether this person was real or fake, and why he had fallen to this point.

coming.

Gu Qing looked at the message with a slight smile on his face.

Almost at this moment, Song Ruoli's youngest age in Gu Qing's heart reached over thirty-five years old.

You're clearly already visiting here and have paid the entrance fee, but you're still wondering what's going on. Do you really think he doesn't know?
God knows how many bloggers like him are in her contacts.

However, Gu Qing just thought it was a little funny and didn't mean to show any disdain.

He is the seller, how can he hate the buyer?

Not to mention, the other party was his first customer.

If you spend money, you should provide value.

This is respect for money!

Song Ruoli was waiting for Gu Qing's reply.

However, what was sent was not text, but a picture.

Compared with the previous selfie, this photo is much clearer, with a bright field of view and a normal viewing angle.

Two white and tender little feet lay quietly in the middle.

"Cough cough..."

Song Ruoli coughed loudly and choked on her own saliva.

What does this mean?!

Could it be that the other party thought she was a painter who came for him?

"What are you doing?"

Gu Qing waited for a while, looking at the message sent by Song Ruoli, as if he could hear the other party's tone of doubt.

He smiled.

Isn't the opponent coming for your feet?

The hypocritical middle-aged Lao Deng is suffering for his stubbornness in saving face.

Gu Qing silently raised Song Ruoli's age by five years.

If she were a hot-blooded woman, she would at most pretend to be nice, but then she wouldn't be able to hold back and would ask for "little brother gkd", right?
Only older aunties would act like this.

And he's not asleep at this time, so he must have attended a social event and drank alcohol.

Gu Qing kept sketching the image of this client in his mind.

It doesn’t matter if it’s wrong, you can just modify it later.

Then, Gu Qing replied: "Ah?"

Song Ruoli: “…”

Looking at this string of ellipsis, Song Ruoli became a little more sober.

She seemed to imagine the boy's helplessness when typing.

As a stranger on the Internet, her questioning was indeed a bit over the line.

She wanted to explain something, but the other party continued to send messages.

“I’m in urgent need of money now, and a friend recommended this website to me, saying that I could make money just by taking some photos.

I just didn’t expect that my sister would pay attention to me so quickly and transfer money to me... I really want to thank my sister. I don’t know how to thank her, so I can only pat myself on the feet.

Don’t you like it, sister?”

Song Ruoli remained silent.

The politeness, gratitude, and confusion revealed in Gu Qing's words...

Song Ruoli gradually developed the image of a student who had a family accident and was in urgent need of money, and had to customize a photo at the suggestion of a friend.

This is indeed logical, because for a student, taking a few photos is not difficult and can make money. As long as the face is not shown, most people will do it.

But Song Ruoli has a hostility towards men.

Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so angry about Li Shiying’s dog-licking behavior.

Even though she was so drunk, she still had considerable doubts about Gu Qing and found a flaw.

such as……

Today is not the weekend, how can I stay at home?

"Not in school?"

The other party didn't respond for a long time.

Song Ruoli's red lips curled up into a cold smile.

It seemed like she was overthinking it.

The other party was not a student of Huahai High School, he just happened to buy this second-hand school uniform.

Song Ruoli was about to expose the other party's true identity, even if he was deleted, it didn't matter, because he was not her junior anyway.

As a result, the other party sent a picture, which showed a white and tender right hand holding a leave request.

On the leave application, only his name and the school's name were blurred out, but the teacher's name was forgotten to be covered up.

Perhaps Gu Qing subconsciously felt that the world was so big that the person he was chatting with could not possibly know his teacher.

However, Song Ruoli stared at the three words "Qin Ruhai" and knew clearly that it was the math teacher who taught their class in the past!

The fingers in the picture are slender and slim, except for a thick, red and swollen callus on the left side of the middle finger, which is solid evidence that he is a student.

The other party’s identity is not fake, he is really a student of Huahai High School, and a senior in high school!
Gu Qing had anticipated many possibilities, including the one that the other party doubted his identity.

This photo can perfectly dispel the other party's suspicion.

Whether it's the cocoon or the teacher's name not being blurred, it's all intentional.

It is to highlight his student status.

It's normal for students who haven't entered society to be a little careless, right?
"For three hundred yuan, not only can I get a customized photo, but I can also play a reasoning game." Gu Qing pursed her lips, "It's really worth it, isn't it?"

The only drawback is that the other party might really know the school uniform of Huahai High School, and even know Qin Ruhai.

But then, the world is too small.

The probability was extremely small, and Gu Qing did not consider this one in ten million possibility.

Seeing that the other party did not reply for a long time, Gu Qing guessed that she should have entered the stage of accepting that he was really a student.

But isn’t the process of acceptance taking too long?
After confirming his student identity, shouldn’t you be even more excited and quickly get more gold coins in order to unlock more of his photos?

Suddenly, a flash of orange light shone into Gu Qing's pupils.

Another transfer, or...

Five thousand!

A tear instantly slid down from the corner of Gu Qing's eye. The sudden surprise triggered his special physique.

Tear incontinence, start!

Gu Qing hurriedly tried to control his emotions, but the corners of his lips still curled up slightly uncontrollably.

If the other party asked him to send a voice message now, he was afraid that it would not be "sister" but a sticky "Zi Tui".

Okay, guys, now I know what you mean by the five thousand.

Gu Qing decisively pulled down the zipper of her school uniform halfway, revealing her round shoulders and fair chest.

He planned to wait for Song Ruoli to make a request, then pretend to argue with her for more than ten minutes, and then send it to her "reluctantly".

Just as Gu Qing was about to switch to the camera, Song Ruoli sent a message.

"Stop posting photos here, this is not what you should do.

Take these five thousand, and come back to me if you need more."

Gu Qing stared at the message and chuckled.

Oh.

No wonder I'm so confused and hesitant.

It turns out that the intention was not to force good women to become prostitutes, but to persuade prostitutes to become good women.

But the reason for the advice is just the fantasy of turning shared bicycles into private cars.

This is also one of the reasons why many "lick dogs" were born.

Of course, Gu Qing believed that there really were such kind-hearted people in the world who did not have any extra thoughts, but they would definitely not be the people who visited this website.

If you want to persuade a prostitute to change her ways, you need to find someone who is about to cross the bottom line or has already crossed the bottom line.

Such people often don't fit in normal places.

And why would people who go to these places and want to redeem these people come to such places?

This seems like a paradox.

But Gu Qing thought of something and sighed softly.

If the customer wants to play this trick, then I can't accept the five thousand.

A boy who has not yet crossed the bottom line might accept three hundred to make a living.

But it is impossible to accept the huge sum of 5,000 yuan right now.

Song Ruoli transferred five thousand yuan and waited for Gu Qing to accept it.

She knew exactly what she was doing.

She also knew Qin Ruhai very well. This math teacher only taught the Sunshine Class for senior high school students. And at such a critical period, he could grant a student a leave of up to half a month, which could only mean that the student's academic performance was very good.

What kind of predicament could force a teenager with excellent academic performance to sacrifice his own dignity?

At this moment, Song Ruoli even felt quite guilty for her suspicion of Gu Qing.

These five thousand should be regarded as compensation for her misunderstanding of him.

And if she could use some money, which was insignificant to her, to save a teenager's future, she would be very happy to do so.

As a result, a notification sound came from the phone and the other party returned the five thousand yuan.

This……

Song Ruoli opened her mouth and was about to persuade the boy not to do this, when another voice message came in.

She clicked it open.

"Thank you, sister. Thank you..."

The clear voice rang in Song Ruoli's ears, causing her beautiful eyes to suddenly widen and she subconsciously clamped her thighs together.

It sounds really nice...

She was in a trance for a moment before she caught the trembling tone of the words, which also contained a faint cry that was difficult to conceal.

This was the voice message that Gu Qing sent out when he was moved!
It was obvious that his behavior had touched the other party.

Song Ruoli felt more and more that her behavior was correct.

but……

Why would the money be returned?

Shouldn't he really need it?

Yes, Song Ruoli thought of something.

How could such a good student accept five thousand from a stranger?

The other person's character makes it a burden for him to accept too much kindness.

Thinking of this, Song Ruoli gritted her teeth and couldn't help feeling a slight heartache.

It's hard to help such a good kid.

Or we can contact Teacher Qin and have her hand it over to Gu Qing...

Song Ruoli's breathing stagnated. No!

The boy was not stupid. He probably didn't tell anyone about this sudden change. If he got a sum of money for no reason, he would inevitably think it was her.

The photos on the Internet were discovered by people in real life...

Even Song Ruoli got goosebumps when she thought of this possibility, and she wanted to crawl into the ground, let alone Gu Qing.

It goes without saying what kind of psychological harm it will cause to him.

Even if there was only a one in a thousand chance, Song Ruoli was unwilling to do so.

It seems that the only way to make Gu Qing accept it is to deepen their relationship step by step through online contact.

Thinking of this, Song Ruoli immediately came up with a plan.

"Ok?"

The other party sent another voice message. Song Ruoli put her ear close to the phone and listened quietly.

Gu Qing seemed to have calmed down a lot, with a tone of emotion and joy, and whispered: "This money is too much, I can't accept it. But thank you anyway, sister. I didn't expect that the first stranger I met would be as kind as you. There is nothing I can do. Since you like my feet..."

The next moment, a series of pictures were sent out.

Various angles, instep, sole, ankle, toes... the boy took many photos from every angle and sent them to her at once.

Song Ruoli looked at the snow-white feet that filled the screen, her lips opening and closing.

Is this Gu Qing’s way of expressing gratitude?

She really wanted to tell Gu Qing that it was wrong to do so, and that not everyone was as serious as she was. Most women would just want to see him constantly cross the line.

but……

Song Ruoli stuck out her pink tongue and licked her dry lips, feeling dry mouth.

Soon, a slight noise was heard in the dark bedroom.

Gu Qing waited for more than ten minutes, but Song Ruoli didn't respond.

His eyes were indifferent and he smiled gently.

No matter what Song Ruoli wanted to do, it was almost over for tonight, as he had important things to do tomorrow.

So, Gu Qing chose to block her mouth with his feet.

The result is obvious. Song Ruoli has no idea what she is busy with.

That's right, only by entering the sage mode can we save him better, right?

By the way, this person will most likely be his big client in the future, so the service still needs to be adequate.

Gu Qing pressed the voice button, his face expressionless, but he uttered soft and gentle words with a hint of tears in his voice.

"Good night, sister..."