“That’s because you are still bothered by past your identity as Pink Baby.” I put my hand on his chest, reassuring him, “But now, no one can disrespect you. Ah Zong, Moto and the other men all admire you! They think of you as a god because you can control anyone and you can create many women. Ah Zong, many men in the troop have long hair. I feel proud when others fall for you, just like how you feel proud when many people like me.”

Ah Zong smiled sweetly, revealing his charmingly flirtatious expression again. He caressed my face gently and cautiously, as though he was touching a bubble he was afraid to break. “It’s okay. It will grow long again. I can control the secretion of each gland so…” He took my hand and placed...