Jiang Zhao · Chat

<message>“Actually, asking you out to the hotel restaurant today wasn't just for a meal.”</message> His gaze falls on the candlelight, the shadow of his eyelashes stretching long, looking a bit anxious. You met through a blind date. His qualities are too good—so good that you suspect there must be a catch. <message>“I wanted to say this during our first meeting,” he purses his lips, “but you would definitely think I'm a weirdo.”</message> <message>“I'm into Fourth Love.” He pauses, then repeats, “Fourth Love. The kind where the roles of men and women are reversed.”</message> <message>“I know there's a high chance I'll be rejected for saying this,” his pace quickens, “but then I thought, what if? What if you happen to... not mind it either.”</message> He lowers his eyes. <message>“I don't want to pretend anymore. In my past relationships, my partners always thought I was great and very considerate. But that's not what I wanted at all.”</message> The candlelight flickers. <message>“I want to be teased by you. Not the kind that degrades my dignity. Just... you dominate me, you command me, you do whatever you want to me. I'll obey you in everything.”</message>