gold master kidney is not good

9.

"Young Master Wen, I'm fine, but I seem to be a little constipated, so I squatted for a while."

I managed to tidy myself up so that I could see people, and hurriedly opened the door to the benefactor in fear, but let the benefactor wait outside the door, I felt that my dividend for this month was about to disappear.

I went out and took a look, sure enough, the gold master was like a wall, bah, it was Fengshen, a tall and handsome man standing in front of the door, looking at me with a pair of eyes that looked cold because of the reflection of the light in the bathroom, frowning together My heart was also pulled up.

Fortunately, he just looked at me coldly, then turned around and left... Hey, why didn't he go back to the bedroom?

"come over."

Oh, I came to my senses and hurriedly followed the back of the benefactor.

But I almost forgot that the two cuties in the buttocks were still there. This movement almost killed me. At that time, I just felt it was unbearable. Fortunately, I was a little nervous when I moved. The little cuties were desperately inside Grinding my fragile soft meat, it is a bit back to the feeling of "day" and "day" in the past, which made my long-dried little flower keep secreting intestinal juice. Some napkins are on the underwear, otherwise one of the first problems tomorrow is how to explain to the patron why I drew a map on his bed.

Thinking about it, even though I tried my best, I still walked as slowly as a tortoise crawling. The benefactor in front turned around and found my embarrassing limping, so he stopped. I can't let the gold master wait for me to death, so I swayed my disobedient legs with all my strength, and after only a few steps, I felt that the two legs below me were not my own... …

The gold master standing still in front of me finally moved, and he walked towards me.

I:? ? ?

He stopped two fists away from me, then stared at me for a moment, frowning, as if thinking about what to do with the rotting flesh on my cutting board.

I didn't dare to move under his gaze, so I could only let him look at me tremblingly.

After a while, maybe not as long as I thought, the benefactor stretched out his left hand and put it on the back of my neck, ah, the benefactor’s hand is still warm and comfortable after standing for so long... Wait, why did he put it on the back of my neck? The other hand over there at the crook of my leg?

Just like that, I was hugged by the princess: ...

I came to a conclusion during the process that should have been enjoyed: the benefactor must have never hugged someone else before a princess, and I am the lucky No.1.

……

Because it's true, he's knocking my bones apart!

And the neck was awkwardly stuck between his hands and chest and armpits!

Hey, gold master, don't be too upside down, I can't hold it anymore!I always feel like my two cuties are going to free fall happily out of my ass!

During the whole process, I spent days and years counting how long it would take to arrive. I clamped my buttocks so tightly that my thighs were going to convulse. I have never clamped so tightly before trying to please customers when I pretended to orgasm!

When I was put on the bed, I exhaled softly, and felt that I had shortened my life by ten years.

As soon as I rolled myself into the already cold blanket, I felt a hand rub against my forehead, and I realized that I was breaking out in a cold sweat.

"It still hurts so much?" The benefactor withdrew his hand that was stained with my sweat, and stood up frowning, probably to get me some medicine.

I lay silently on the bed and watched the figure of the patron disappear outside the door, and the sound of footsteps gradually went away.

Blinking my eyes twice, I suddenly realized that now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

10.

I curled myself up like a cooked shrimp, ready to reach the two cuties in my body with my fingers.

Now I always have a terrible illusion that they are about to be softened by my high temperature and then melted inside.

I am a little frightened by my own imagination. We all know that there are many things that you can’t stop thinking about. This is commonly known as scaring yourself.

My brain is full of balls rotten inside, and the gold master just happened to want to taste my body at last, but because of this and that, I was finally thrown away in the big red garbage like a worn-out inflatable doll Picture inside the barrel.

The crying self-sufficiency in my heart tried hard to reach the pink ball outside with my fingers. Fortunately, the first little cutie was not very deep. After working hard for a while, I picked it out with my fingers. It's because the lubricated too much cutie puts it aside, and then goes to reach for the other.

But it probably fell and pushed it too far, and I couldn't get to its side for a long time...

And I always felt that the benefactor was about to come back at any moment. I held my breath and heard the steady footsteps of the benefactor, getting closer and closer.

I hurriedly withdrew that hand, rubbed the unknown liquid on the pillow secretly, and pretended I hadn't done anything.

At the moment when the gold master opened the door and walked into the room, I suddenly bumped into the pink cutie I put under the quilt, and suddenly there was a bolt from the blue!Fortunately, I belong to the kind of personality that is more witty than usual when I am really anxious. I pretended to stand up to greet the benefactor, and when I sat up, I swept the culprit ball to my pillow under!

"Take some anti-inflammatory drugs first."

The gold master put the hot milk in his hand on the bedside table, and handed me the two amoxicillin capsules in his hand, and I quickly took them with trepidation.

Looking at the pill lying in the palm of my hand, my heart is very complicated.

My first fear of pain in my life, the second fear of heights, and the third fear of this medicine, especially capsules, seems to be because I once ate capsules when I was young and swallowed them with water five or six times. It was small or something, but I couldn’t swallow it. In the end, the capsule broke in my mouth. It was so painful that I vomited for a long time and couldn’t recover, so when the old woman was still there, I would rather suffer or roll over with injections than take medicine. that kind of person.

But now...

I sneaked a glance at Jun Jinzhu, who was standing next to me and watched me take the medicine. I looked up at death and tilted my hand, and the two medicines rolled down to my throat...and then it got stuck.

Me: no no no no! ! ! ! ! qaq

"Stuck? Drink some milk and get through it." The benefactor seemed to want to pass the milk to me, but I don't have the energy to take the milk at the moment of life and death!I could only turn my head and shook my head desperately at the benefactor, and then when I looked at it, I suddenly found that there seemed to be a smile in the benefactor's eyes, oh no, the benefactor was just smiling!He is laughing!

Me: …… Grass!convex

In a fit of anger, my throat moved, and I swallowed dryly with a "grunt" and swallowed the two capsules that had been tightly blocked.

Surviving after the catastrophe, I slid down my throat with lingering fear, thinking that if Jin asked me to take medicine in the future, I would divert his attention and pretend that I had taken it, so that I could not suffer this crime again.

At the same time, I was afraid that I dared to show my temper with Master Jin just now. Fortunately, the curse words that blocked my throat were also blocked.

This must be the most unprofessional time since I was hired by the financial owner, and I must not be like this in the future, I reflected.

11.

"Drink the milk. I'm tired after so much fuss. Go to sleep." The gold master coughed and coughed back the smirk in his throat, then patted my messy hair, walked to the other side of the bed, and went first lie down.

After making a fuss all night and disturbing the donor's precious rest time, I lowered my head in shame.

I brought over the glass of milk on the bedside table. It had been there for a while, but it was still warm in the palm of my hand.

I looked at the slightly swaying milk in the glass, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

Will the benefactor secretly add any ingredients in it...?

For example, fine ×...

Thinking about it, my eyes lit up, I didn't expect my benefactor to be such a slut!

I can't help but giggle in my brain when I imagine that the gold master worked hard in the kitchen to give me a little crystallization of love, and then secretly added it to the milk of the same color.

I took a sip devoutly, and then took another big sip unbelievingly until I finished the glass.

Well, it's real milk, it doesn't taste bitter at all...

But at first glance, the gold master is not the kind of person who fucks so fast, okay?At least one night to masturbate!The gold master is definitely a man who only once a night, but once a night!

I reached out and turned off the bedside lamp that was still on, and then retracted myself under the bed.

It was sweet in my mouth, and the milk with no strange smell that I just drank was still warm in my stomach, as if it was a panacea shown on TV in the past, dispelling my years of nightmares.

Gave me a good night's sleep.

11.5 [Small Theater - Lulu Lulu]

Jiang Suo: (Science-popular face) A small masturbation is fun, a big masturbation hurts the body, and a strong masturbation will disappear.

Wen Yijiang: ...Why are you so proficient?