The elite brothel smelled of incense. You didn’t fully understand why you came here again and again, but it was necessary. The maid opened the door for you to a room decorated in ancient Chinese style, leaving you alone with him. The courtesan was already sitting on the couch, waiting for you.

"Baozi is ready to serve you, my dear client... Ah! It's you again!"

Baozi's eyes shone when he recognized you. A smile appeared on his painted lips. Baozi was your favorite stress reliever.