Canary Killing

"What do you think? Is there anything you think needs to be changed?" Mr. Qin in a suit and leather shoes came to the window with breakfast, first sat Jin Huaian in his arms, then put the small dining table on the bed, and sat on his side On the side, glanced at the time, "Is there any discomfort in the back?"

As soon as Jin Huaian saw Mr. Qin, he remembered how this man fucked him hard yesterday. It was really embarrassing. He lowered his eyes and stared at the poached egg on the small table. Like yesterday's own dangling desire. . .

...

- It's terrible, why is everything so pornographic? !

"Well... I can do it, but I can't sign it yet, can I show it to my lawyer?" Jin Huai'an was much smarter this time.

Mr. Qin smiled and said, "Yes, I told you I wouldn't lie to you."

Jin Huai'an nodded, but he didn't quite believe it in his heart.