Quick Transmigration: Straight Man Fails Again

Li sumo adjusted the air conditioner in the box to the health care mode. Although the wind was cold, Lin Jinan was still very hot. He reached out and took off his suit coat. He was wearing only a white shirt, and most of the buttons were undone.

The clear bell sound accompanied by the youth's movement rings, Li sumo's eyes fell on the white neck, and then looked down, it was the clavicle, I was more beautiful than the photo.

Lin Jinan deliberately stretched out his body. His waist was so soft that he twisted out a good-looking curve. In his voice, he was puzzled, "do you want to buy my wine? If you buy the wine, I will have the money to give it back to you. "

The more expensive the wine, the higher the Commission.

Li sumo's eyes, there was an unexpected look, his face hidden in half of the gray, "why? Why do I have to buy your wine? "

"Because my wine is good." Lin Jinan walked straight past. He took the red wine he had prepared early in his hand and opened the bottle cap.

In Li sumo's slightly inquiring eyes, he took a mouthful of wine, pinched the man's chin and crossed over with his mouth.

The young man's legs diverged and sat in his arms, a thin white arm gently around his neck.

Under the lip corner has the crimson wine to flow out, stained with the white shirt, to the air in a sweet smell.

Lin Jinan is aware of the man's resistance. He pinches the man's chin more forcefully. The pain attacks the senses. Li sumo unconsciously frowns. He pats the beautiful butterfly bone of the youth, "be gentle."

While speaking, Lin Jinan looked for an opportunity and put his tongue into it. Li sumo was a little stunned and regained sovereignty a moment later.

Lin Jinan took the initiative to challenge. However, he ended up in failure. He was kissed by a man and almost couldn't tell what was going on.

The bell was swinging, and the sound was quick and loud. Li sumo's clothes are disordered, just like being bullied by a bully.

"It's hard for me to control you like this." Lin Jinan lies on the man's chest and gasps. He looks at his masterpiece with satisfaction. I'm afraid that the only one who can bully Li sumo is himself.

Li sumo's breath was gloomy and terrible. He pulled the youth from his body and said, "is that how you sell wine to people?"

The young man's kissing skill is very good. It seems that he has practiced it for thousands of times. On the contrary, it is he who is in charge.

Li sumo didn't intend to solve the problem. His cold eyes were fixed on the youth on the ground, just like the devil crawling out of hell.

Lin Jinan died of pain, wrapped in gauze that hand, exuded blood, light is visible to the naked eye.

He slowly climbed up from the ground, his voice aggrieved, "my hand hurts."

Then a thin white wrist wrapped in gauze stretched out. Li Su Mo Tsai carefully looked at a few eyes, the bottom of his eyes flashed out a touch of heartache, "if you don't rush over, you won't make it like this."

Lin Jinan was killed. His hand was in the air for a long time. His muscles began to soften and tremble, just like Parkinson's.

"Come here." Li suhai or that a pair of gloomy expression, he has a straight face, pulled people over.

During the movement, he avoided the injured hand. The wound is just a little bit cracked, not much, but the youth is like a broken whole hand, pumping sound endless.

When he touched Li sumo's head, the blue veins on his forehead faintly burst out, and he turned the man over.

Li sumo started and quickly stripped the young man's trousers. His hand was so good that he could touch it. He patted the white meat with force.

The crisp clapping sound is ringing in every corner of the box.

Every time a man's hand fell, Lin Jinan would hum, "no, it's too painful."

The piece of meat was red and hot. If he beat it like this, he would lose consciousness. At that time, it would be difficult to sit down.

Lin Jinan begged, said a good word over and over, but the man is still indifferent, even more and more powerful.

The system is kind enough to prompt that the host has not answered the question just raised by Li sumo. He just calls for pain.

"No, I haven't done this to anyone else. You're the only one!" Lin Jinan's face was full of tears, and his nose was smeared on his face, and there was no image.

Li sumo raised his hand and did not dare to fall again. He spanked people, and still in such a childish way as spanking, to a person who only knew yesterday, only met two sides.

White and thin fingers, hook up the pants, gently move up, coarse particles of cloth scrape across the skin, bring a strong pain.

Lin Jinan inhaled his nose. He wanted to lift his hand to wipe his tears, but he lifted his hand half way up. He thought that he had just put on his pants and had not washed his hands. He suddenly stopped.

After finishing his clothes, Li sumo stood up and walked without looking back. His pace was very messy. The distance of each step was different. There was a big difference between them.Lin Jinan looks at the back of the man who has run away from home. He says in his heart: it's coming