Wood, don't mess with me!

"Uh~" A groan came out as Huaiyu's rolling Adam's apple burst out, this time, like the first time, there was no pleasure but only pain, he forced his legs together to prevent Zhong Libi from having a chance to succeed.

Huaiyu's skin is cool and tactile, just like the finest Hetian white jade, Zhong Libi can't put it down, it's true that this is the taste in his dreams.

In his dream, he wanted this man time and time again, and now his dream can finally come true. He couldn't wait to break into the private place that made him linger, but he couldn't open Huaiyu's legs after several attempts. He was in a hurry and couldn't help but cursed: "Who is pretending to be Zhenlie? It's not that he doesn't charge money!"

"Money?" Huaiyu's lips curled into a sarcastic smile, and his red eyes revealed boundless hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Did you give me the money last time?"

really!

Sure enough, he is just a lowly male whore!

Sure enough, he only has room for money in his heart!

Zhong Libi took out a wad of banknotes from his bosom and threw them on Huaiyu's beautiful face, he sneered coldly, "Are these enough?"

"Enough?" Huaiyu didn't know where the strength came from, and swept the banknotes in front of him on the ground. He sat up abruptly and grabbed Zhong Libi's collar and said angrily, "Do you think it's enough?"

How can this money buy back his innocence!No amount of money can buy his innocence!

"Enough! Why not? Because you are worthless in my eyes!" The warmth in Zhonglibi's eyes disappeared, and he looked at Huaiyu as if he wanted to swallow Huaiyu alive.

Put away your insatiable greed and don't play tricks of refusal and welcome, because you can't afford it in front of me.

Huaiyu looked at Zhonglibi's expression of being determined to win, and there was a hint of sadness in his moist black eyes at some point.

Yes!

Enough, enough!

For a high-ranking son of the royal family, it's nothing to belittle a male prostitute in a brothel, let alone he paid back the money!

Maybe it's my life to let others ruin it!Huaiyu closed her eyes in despair, allowing herself to gradually become colder and colder.

Huaiyu's mother is a famous prostitute in a brothel. When she was a child, Huaiyu often saw her mother being hugged to the bed by strange men. Before her mother was smiling like a flower, but her mother would always cry secretly. She would always repeat it over and over again after receiving guests. At that time, Huaiyu didn't understand why, and didn't dare to ask rashly. His mother cried and he just cried with him!

This kind of life passed for a long time, until one day a guest asked for his mother by name. At that time, the mother was very uncomfortable and postponed, but the guest spit on the mother's face and cursed: "It's just a thousand people. It's very dirty to ride a million people, would you be willing to touch it when I'm old?"

Not long after, the mother died, it was a suicide, she cut her whole body, bled to death...

If the mother is alive in the sky, she must be very disappointed with such a dirty self!

Huaiyu looked at the man who was pressing on him and doing whatever he wanted, and the stubborn tear hidden in the corner of his eye finally fell.

Perhaps every man knows this kind of thing without a teacher. Although Zhong Libi has only experienced it once before, he is extremely proficient in doing it the second time.

He kissed Huaiyu's white and smooth neck, kissed Huaiyu's slightly protruding Adam's apple, and kissed Huaiyu's bright red dogwood...

I really want to!

I really want to kiss every inch of this person's body.

I really want to!

I really want to tear him apart and eat him!

His fingers moved down between Huaiyu's brows, stroked his straight nose bridge, his sharpened jaw, his rolling Adam's apple, his flat belly, and his dejected organs. In the end, I stayed in that mysterious and obscure place like a fairyland on earth.

I really want to!

I really want to see its hot and tight again!

I really want to!

I really want to travel there again!

Zhong Libi would have stood upright as hard as iron against Huaiyu's folds, straightened his waist a few times, and was fully prepared to drive straight in.