Eat while hot

Xu Wanhe originally wanted to finish it off once, but because of this kiss, he was irritated instead. He turned him over and pressed him on the sofa, and he hardened the penis he had just ejaculated on.

Yang Moshu's anorectum ruptured this time, and he almost died under him.

The condom filled with semen was thrown on the ground, and when Xu Wanhe pulled out his genitals, Yang Moshu already felt that he couldn't close his back.

Slightly open, in the shape of an angry O.

Xu Wanhe, that bastard, left after fucking.

Yang Moshu lay on the sofa panting lowly, his face dripping with sweat.

The door of the room was reopened, and the two younger brothers who came in untied him, and then went out to wait for him to put on his pants before sending him back.

Before leaving, Yang Moshu didn't forget to poke all the condoms in Xu Wanhe's drawer with the staples on the desk, thinking that the next time he uses them, he'd better meet someone with a venereal disease and look back. Condyloma acuminatum of a dick.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when I went back, and Yang Moshu was deducted 20 yuan from his salary because he failed to get the card.

I didn't eat any food, and my butt was blooming, anyway, it was really unfortunate.

The pants were sticky, but since Xu Wanhe didn't ejaculate and Yang Moshu didn't have anal fistula, it should just be bleeding.

Yang Moshu sighed, helped the corridor to touch the bathroom bit by bit, checked with toilet paper in the toilet, and suddenly had the illusion that he had come to a big aunt.

Originally, he thought it was just an anal fissure and he would go back and apply some anti-inflammatory drugs, but Yang Moshu was a little confused when he saw the amount of bleeding, so he picked up his pants and went to the anorectal department without saying a word.

Anorectal Department Xiao Wang was very surprised to see Yang Moshu, "Hey, isn't this Xiao Yang, come over and have a taste, these are pancakes I brought from my hometown."

Yang Moshu endured the pain and stepped forward, watching Xiao Wang fold the paper-like pancake in half, and then cut it down with a blade, "Your pancake is so hard..."

Xiao Wang only lowered his head to cut pancakes,

"This pancake is just to eat its toughness. If it is soft, it will have no characteristics."

Yang Moshu took the pancakes from Xiao Wang, "It's getting cold."

Xiao Wang smiled, "Oh, who told you to come late, you can eat it while it's hot..."

Yang Moshu couldn't take it anymore, "It's good when it's cold, it's good when it's cold."

Xiao Wang suddenly remembered, "Why did you remember to come here?"

Because he hadn't eaten all afternoon and had been doing high-energy activities for several hours, Yang Moshu was really hungry, and he ate more than half of the pancakes in a short while, "I came to see you for medical treatment."

"See a doctor?" Xiao Wang was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the sign at the door, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Moshu swallowed the last bite of the pancake, and wiped off the crumbs from his hands, "Well... I'm a little constipated... It should have caused an anal fissure..."

"Didn't you say earlier that you can't eat pancakes if you are constipated," Xiao Wang frowned, then got up, "Come with me, I'll give you a check to see what's going on."

Yang Moshu followed Xiao Wang into the examination room next to him, spread a piece of antiseptic paper on himself, then took off his pants, put his hands on his knees, and lay on the bed waiting for the examination.

Xiao Wang was wearing disposable gloves beside him, "Xiao Yang, I'm not talking about you, every time I see you, you are always eating, and now something is wrong with eating, how long have you been constipated?"

Yang Moshu thought for a while, "It's been more than two years."

"That's really long enough," Xiao Wang frowned and stepped forward, and was about to check, but was stunned on the spot.

Let alone the extent of the anal fissure, just looking at the bruising and purple on the buttocks, it is not a bump, but caused by sexual abuse.

Xiao Wang looked strange, "...that...Xiao Yang...be more restrained in the future...Anal fissures are prone to anal canal ulcers and anal fistulas, and you will suffer if you treat them..."

After listening to these words, Yang Moshu was very educated, thinking that in the future, he must always keep lubricating oil, and it is not enough to do it hard.

Even though the cause was obvious, Xiao Wang checked it responsibly. After confirming that the anal fissure was indeed caused by violent tearing and not caused by ulcerative venereal disease, he asked Yang Moshu to get off the table and prescribed some topical anti-inflammatory drugs for him. Medicines and oral medicines for internal use.

When Yang Moshu returned to the office from the anorectal department, he couldn't sit down, so he could only stand and lean against the window sill, taking out things from his drawer bit by bit.

At the end of the day, I finally took out the yellow bed card.

Without saying a word, Yang Moshu threw it on the ground and crushed it vigorously with his feet, picked it up after grinding, and threw it back into the drawer again.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, like a fiercely burning fire, making people's skin hot.

After stepping on the bed sign, Yang Moshu stood under the window in a daze.

The buttocks are still aching, like a constant hint, implying existence for no reason, implying absurd throbbing.

Yang Moshu swallowed slightly, his face turned red,

I don't know if it was exposed to the sun, or I just thought about it.

-

Xu Wanhe was sore all over.

Because I have been doing resuscitative exercises and maintaining my body for the past two years, I have become much more restrained in terms of sex than before, and it was only this month, but that day with that little doctor was really a bit too much.

The massage technician's hands were waxy and soft, and he asked softly while pressing, "Brother Xu, what do you think of the strength..."

Xu Wanhe frowned, "Get out, I'm the most annoying chatterbox!"

The masseur's eyes turned red, he turned around and went out the door.

The younger brother outside saw this and entered the room, "Brother Xu, what's the matter... I see you have only been in for 10 minutes..."

Xu Wanhe raised his hand and squeezed his thigh, his face darkened, "Go to the hospital and find a doctor for me, it won't be good even if I've been sore for two days."

The man responded, and then said, "Now? The Burmese man introduced by Brother Tang has arrived. I'm afraid you will have to stay with him for the next few days."

Xu Wanhe put on his clothes and stood up, "Just think about it, don't worry about it, go see the Burmese first."

After fastening the buttons, he asked again, "What time does Tang Ziyan leave?"

"Well, Fei Qi called just now to say Brother Tang won't be coming."

Xu Wanhe slightly raised his eyes, "Why?"

"I asked Fei Qi, what did he say that Shen Han is here, Brother Tang wants to accompany him."

Xu Wanhe's face was ugly, and he cursed in a deep voice,

"Bitch, you're in such a hurry to get fucked."

-

After a week, Yang Moshu's butt finally recovered.

Bouquet He came early this morning and was drinking soy milk on his desk. He had only half drank when he saw two men in black suits stepping into the room.

"Which one is Dr. Wang Tengde Wang?"

Yang Moshu bit the straw, his face turned pale in the early morning sun, "He hasn't come yet, you wait."

One of them agreed first, but after seeing Yang Moshu's face clearly, his eyes widened instantly, "Doctor Yang!"

Yang Moshu took a big mouthful of soy milk, "What are you doing?"

"You don't remember me?"

"Oh, who are you?"

"I used to be on the night shift at 250," the man hurried forward to say hello, "You really forgot, you went to give my elder brother a massage every day, and I took the opportunity to go outside to smoke..."

When Yang Moshu heard 250, he quickly stood up from his chair, "It's you, what's wrong with your elder brother, is there a sequelae?"

"No, no, it's just that my body is a little sore, and I haven't recovered for several days. I don't want to ask Dr. Wang to take a look..."

Yang Moshu threw away the empty soy milk cup, "Dr. Wang never sees patients, but Xu Wanhe doesn't need to register because he is a former patient, just come over."

The two looked at each other, but didn't speak.

Seeing the perplexed faces of the two, Yang Moshu smiled, "But... I can make outpatient visits. We both belong to the same department, and we have both dealt with his condition, so there is not much difference."

The younger brother's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Great, then please come with us."

Yang Moshu rolled his eyes, "Okay, you guys wait for me outside for half an hour now."

The two went out with thanks.

Without further ado, Yang Moshu sat down and began to write the leave note.

After writing the leave note, I went to the anorectal department again, ordered some liquid paraffin lubricant to take with me, and trotted all the way downstairs to go out.

Yang Moshu didn't forget to buy a pancake at the door to eat on the way out, but he forgot the lubricant at the food stand.