cry that scum

"Well……"

Cong Lang looked at Lan Jing who was imprisoned within a square inch, unable to move, and could only be forced to bear his own aggression. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to press the other's eyebrows that were tightened due to pain, and his smiling eyes became more tender. .

"the first time?"

"roll!"

Lan Jing cursed, and when Cong Lang leaned down to kiss him, he slammed his head on the other's face.

"hiss--"

Cong Lang touched the corner of his lips, stretched out his tongue to lick off the blood that flowed from it, and slapped Lan Jing's elastic buttocks twice.

"Looking at your reaction, I thought you hadn't been raped before, and wanted to be gentle with you, but now it seems that Lan Shao doesn't need it at all."

Lan Jing blushed all of a sudden, his lips trembled for a long time, he didn't know what to scold.

How dare this bastard... spank his ass!And his hands and feet were bound, so he could only bear it.

So fucking humiliating.

"Cong, you'd better kill me today. If you can't kill me, I'll let you die later!"

Hearing this, Cong Lang behind him stopped his movements, panted heavily and seemed to sneer in a low voice, then covered Lan Jing's mouth, and started a new round of attack.

……

After nearly an hour, the movement in the cubicle gradually subsided.

Cong Lang zipped up his trousers, wiped his sweaty hair, avoided Lan Jing's bumping shoulder, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "I didn't realize that Lan Shao is very patient｜Fuck, he is still so lively, but tonight I will let you go first, and we will fight next time."

It's all done.

Lan Jing didn't bother to waste his words at the moment, he looked at the person in front of him and sneered, "Next time? Do you think you can get away tonight?"

Cong Lang blinked his peach blossom eyes, looked at Lan Jing and said with a smile, "This is your territory, let you go out with me now, I guess I really have to explain here, but I thought of a way just now."

As he spoke, he took out a pocket knife from his trouser pocket, and Lan Jing's eyes suddenly turned cold.

"Don't worry, I won't stab you." Cong Lang approached him with a smile.

After a while, Cong Lang opened the door of the compartment with a pile of clothes in his arms, while Lan Jing sat on the toilet, his face turned from white to red, from red to black, and finally turned livid. Squeeze out two words, "——Cong Lang!"

"Oh, that's right." Cong Lang threw all the clothes in his hands on the sink, washed his hands, and went back to the door of the cubicle, took out a hundred-yuan bill from his wallet and put it on Lan Jing's lap.

"The brand of condoms is quite good, nine hundred and ninety-nine a box, and the retail price is 99 pieces. I give you the money, and you don't have to look for the remaining one yuan." Cong Lang was so embarrassed that he stripped all his clothes, Lan Jing, who could only sit naked on the toilet, looked it over, and then played with his taste, "It's all for the hard work of Lan Shao."

"However, although I got hired by Lan Shao, Lan Shao is looking for it by himself, and I have no obligation to pay the prostitution," Cong Lang said, "If there is such a good job in the future, Lan Shao can call me directly."

As he said that, he took Lan Jing's mobile phone, shook it in front of the other party, and unlocked it with facial recognition, then added WeChat to the two and saved the phone number.

After finishing all this, Cong Lang walked away refreshed.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to snap a photo of Lan Jing and said, "Young Master Lan looks pretty naked."

If eyes could kill, Cong Lang would have been utterly dead.

However, Lan Jing didn't have such a special function, even if he was about to vomit blood, he could only watch him leave.