{tl: Ehmmm. This part must have been the author’s dreamland, that’s why it’s short and… uhmmm… unexpected. Or… something which comes later??? pr: this is probs an extra not connected to the current plot…}
Lin Xiao was blindfolded and his arms were tied behind his back on the bed, so he couldn’t see anything.
Another pair of hands were incessantly caressing his body, making him moan: “Eh, Ling Luo, stop it!… We are both men, you can’t…”
“He!” Ling Luo softly laughed, and then ferociously pinched Lin Xiao’s nipples.
“Ha! Stop!”
“Stop?” Ling Luo laughed again. His hands slowly moved towards Lin Xiao’s lower parts, poking it inside: “This is not our first time. Don’t you remember?” He slowly rubbed it. Afterwards, his hand entered again: “Last time you wanted me to mount you, this time why are you acting so innocent?” Ling Luo slightly pressed on that arising bulge. Lin Xiao softly cried, making him really satisfied.
Lin Xiao endured that burst of pleasure, while feeling humiliated. It couldn’t be helped. Right now he was a disabled person, so he couldn’t revolt at all. Last time it was just an accident. Why was he still wantonly played by Ling Luo?
“That wasn’t my doing!” Lin Xiao knew that Ling Luo wouldn’t believe him, but still tried to explain.
“Not yours? Then whose?” Ling Luo grinned, dissatisfied. He picked up a jade cylinder nearby and put it inside Lin Xiao’s chrysanthemum.
Feeling the sudden cold intrusion, Lin Xiao struggled. Ling Luo ruthlessly pulled out the jade cylinder, and then put it in again.
{pr: wow… this wasn’t cool, I felt sick while reading this part…}
……
His dick became limp again. Lin Xiao felt quite desperate… why didn’t Ling Luo believe him?!??
Why?!!!??
{tl: Ehmmm. This part must have been the author’s dreamland, that’s why it’s short and… uhmmm… unexpected. Or… something which comes later??? pr: this is probs an extra not connected to the current plot…}
Lin Xiao was blindfolded and his arms were tied behind his back on the bed, so he couldn’t see anything.
Another pair of hands were incessantly caressing his body, making him moan: “Eh, Ling Luo, stop it!… We are both men, you can’t…”
“He!” Ling Luo softly laughed, and then ferociously pinched Lin Xiao’s nipples.
“Ha! Stop!”
“Stop?” Ling Luo laughed again. His hands slowly moved towards Lin Xiao’s lower parts, poking it inside: “This is not our first time. Don’t you remember?” He slowly rubbed it. Afterwards, his hand entered again: “Last time you wanted me to mount you, this time why are you acting so innocent?” Ling Luo slightly pressed on that arising bulge. Lin Xiao softly cried, making him really satisfied.
Lin Xiao endured that burst of pleasure, while feeling humiliated. It couldn’t be helped. Right now he was a disabled person, so he couldn’t revolt at all. Last time it was just an accident. Why was he still wantonly played by Ling Luo?
“That wasn’t my doing!” Lin Xiao knew that Ling Luo wouldn’t believe him, but still tried to explain.
“Not yours? Then whose?” Ling Luo grinned, dissatisfied. He picked up a jade cylinder nearby and put it inside Lin Xiao’s chrysanthemum.
Feeling the sudden cold intrusion, Lin Xiao struggled. Ling Luo ruthlessly pulled out the jade cylinder, and then put it in again.
{pr: wow… this wasn’t cool, I felt sick while reading this part…}
……
His dick became limp again. Lin Xiao felt quite desperate… why didn’t Ling Luo believe him?!??
Why?!!!??
