Mr. Gong

Mr. Gong froze when he heard the movement, and a few drops of cold sweat rolled down his back, because he didn't know how to face that person.He moved stiffly, and slowly lifted his head from the pile of clothes that smelled like female insects. His ears were red, and his face was still red after being drunk. It could be said to be a very beautiful face.

Mr. Officer pressed him on the bed: "Why, you don't know me anymore, huh?"

Mr. Gong blushed. He smelled the strong female scent coming from the other person. He didn't dare to look at the person because the smell of that person was so damn sexy. He was afraid that he couldn't help being too enthusiastic like last time. Scared people away again.

But after thinking about it, that person is already considered a half-family man, how can he be so close to other people? Could it be that he is just a plaything in his eyes, and he can call him at will, and he can do it at will did you go?

How could he be so over the top, is he such a casual person? He grew up so big, and he has only done this kind of intimate things with him alone. Even the first kiss was dedicated to him during those two crazy nights. .

What about him?From those two days and two nights of crazy sex, it can be felt that the other party must have done it with many people, otherwise why his technique is so good, is it really a talent, Mr. Gong doesn't believe it.

With red eyes, she stared at the man on top of him with tears in her eyes: "Scumbag!"

After finishing speaking, Mr. Gong got up and got out of bed, wanting to leave this uncomfortable space.

Mr. Officer pulled him back and put him on the bed again: "Speak clearly to me." He lowered his head and approached Mr. Gong, pinching his chin.

"Huh?" Seeing the stubborn expression of the person below him, the officer viciously increased his hand strength.

Mr. Gong, whose chin was pinched so painfully, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes, stared at the man on his body with red eyes: "You know best in your own heart!" After finishing speaking, he turned his head away, unwilling to meet his gaze.

Helplessly watching the people below him refuse to cooperate, and feeling sorry for the other party's chin that was pinched red by him, the officer had no choice but to let go of his hand, and said softly: "If you don't explain clearly, how can I know what happened, um ?”

"Not angry, baby?"

Mr. Gong heard that the man treated him so cruelly, should he ask him to describe how the other party talked and laughed with others by the hot spring in the square, and how they walked into that house together with "love and love" French restaurant for dinner?

He is dreaming!

I don't want to recall this kind of thing a second time, let alone describe the whole process again through my own mouth.

Could it be that he really has no feelings for him at all, and even in the eyes of the other party, he doesn't even have the qualifications to be a plaything?

Mr. Gong was hurt by the attitude of the other party. It turns out that a person can be so ruthless. He said without hesitation: "You go, someone will come to spend the night with me later."

"It's so embarrassing for you to stay here, go back." Mr. Gong still didn't dare to meet the man's eyes, turned his face to the side and finished these few words.

Regardless of whether anyone will come over later, Mr. Officer is really starting to get a little angry when he sees the indifferent expression on Mr. Gong's face.

I rushed to complete this spy mission, and came back in a hurry, wasn't it just to meet the other party at the end of the concert?

Fortunately, he gave himself the title of 'scumbag' out of nowhere, and that small mouth that was always endearing was also uttering hurtful words at this moment.

"That's fine, as you wish. I also wish you a good night later." After speaking, Mr. officer changed into the white uniform.

"Then don't delay each other, and I should also find a beautiful woman who can spend a beautiful night with me tonight."

Putting on the leather boots, the very handsome military officer blew a kiss to Mr. Gong, waved goodbye, and walked out of the presidential suite gracefully.

"Get lost!" Hearing the man's last words, Mr. Gong became impatient, and jealously picked up the paper box next to him and slammed it hard at the door, as if by doing so, he could smash the man's pretty lady.

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