Zhou Wei'an looked at He Songyang upstairs in a daze. He turned his head to face the brand new Porsche, sighed with his fate, and took the rubber water pipe to collect the water.
Zhou Weian actually thought about his personality issues carefully
He grew up in a single-parent family. His mother is very peaceful and has almost no temper. It seems that nothing can make him angry.
He always thinks about the boys in the class who joke about him or instruct him to do this and that: Just do it, don't make them angry
His unfavorable attitude of fighting with others makes others think that he is easier to bully.
So when He Songyang asked him to wash the car, he also thought so: Maybe if he helped him wash the car, he wouldn't ask me to pay for the car.
Thinking of this, Zhou Weian was very motivated. He scrubbed the vomit on the seat of the already new car and squeezed it out with his nose. He then carefully wiped the inside of the car.
After he was so troubled, he sweated heavily. After using a dry rag to clean the water stains on the car, he packed everything upstairs and went upstairs
The second floor turned out to be a huge reception room with warm carpets, a large sofa and a large LCD TV.
Because the warehouse is empty and the temperature is lower than outside, Zhou Wei looked around uneasy. He wiped his sweat with his sleeves. After exercise, his body temperature dropped and he looked a little cold.
He Songyang was sitting on the sofa and was watching the football game. He glanced at Zhou Wei'an and frowned without leaving any trace: It's so dirty
Zhou Wei'an didn't know what to say, so he could only smile in a cramped way
He Songyang said: Go inside and take a shower
Zhou Wei'an quickly waved his hand and said: No, no, I'll put the card...
He Songyang said with a dark face: I'll let you go and wash and can't hear it?
Zhou Weian was shocked by his sudden cold look, thinking that all rich people are like this, you have to give in to him...
OK, OK Zhou Wei'an said, he walked through the reception room in shame
There was a mahogany door on the other end of the reception room. Zhou Wei'an swallowed, twisted the door handle gently, and the door opened easily.
Inside the door is a bedroom, and in the middle is a large snow-white bed. A bathroom is directly separated by glass next to the bedroom. If someone is taking a bath inside, lying on the bed can see the person's body at a glance.
Just based on Zhou Wei'an's life experience, he could not have imagined the intention of his master's design.
He carefully closed the door, unbuttoned the wet shirt one by one, and the soft fabric slid down the ground along his slender arms, followed by trousers, and his slender straight legs were exposed to the air. His fingers pulled the edge of his white underwear and slowly pulled it down.
The snow-white and round buttocks were exposed to the air. The slightly cool air made his exposed body feel a little cold. The tender organs between his legs were quietly asleep. Zhou Wei'an was very thin, but he was still a bit unhealthy thin.
His family is not good, so he can't eat and drink as spicy as an ordinary child. In addition, he is not very smart. He often has to think about a question all night. He is too stupid and doesn't know how to change to other questions. He always does homework until very late to go to bed at night
The combination of various factors made him very poor in physical fitness
He entered the glass bathroom, unscrewed the shower, and the warm water poured on his body, and the glass slowly became foggy.
While he was thinking about how to return the card later, he washed the foam on his body. Zhou Wei'an turned off the shower and reached out to get the towel. His heart suddenly stumbled...
Oh no, he doesn't have towels and his clothes are thrown outside
I can only go out first... This is too embarrassing... Zhou Wei'an was sad and mournful
He symbolically shook the water droplets on his body, opened the glass door, and the dirty clothes he had just taken off were piled on the ground. Zhou Wei'an didn't know what to do. Should he ask He Songyang first to borrow a towel?
While he was struggling, he bent down to pick up his clothes. At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open
Zhou Wei'an: ...
He Songyang: ...
As soon as He Songyang opened the door, he saw a white and tender buttock facing him. Because he bent over, his two buttocks were slightly expanded to both sides, revealing a little dark ambiguous area in the middle.
Zhou Weian was stunned for a moment, and he said with a stuttering voice: You, why did you come in...
He Songyang said with a calm face: What? You don’t want me to come in yet?
This man looked stupid on the surface, but he ran out of the bathroom without wearing clothes and made such obvious seduction. It seems that he is very scheming.
Zhou Weian didn't know how He Songyang arranged himself in his heart. He was thinking about two boys, and the other party was a few years older than him, so there was nothing good to look at.
So he asked: Is there any towel? I haven't wiped it yet...
No need to wipe it, He Songyang said, stretched out his hand to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing a little chest, anyway, it will get wet in a while
Zhou Wei'an: ???
Zhou Wei'an didn't react at all what He Songyang said, so the other party came over, grabbed his wrist, and brought him into the bedroom.
Zhou Wei'an's body was still wet. He Songyang grabbed him and staggered a few steps. His wet feet wet the carpet on the ground. He asked: What are you doing?
He Songyang didn't answer him, and Zhou Wei'an discovered that there was a door in the bedroom.
He Songyang opened the door. The room was pitch black. As soon as he turned on the light, Zhou Wei'an saw the cross standing in the center of the room.
This scared Zhou Wei'an so much that he almost screamed, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time
He bit his finger, and the walls of the room were hung with whips of different sizes and lockers tightly closed. Zhou Wei'an also saw some surgical tools and syringes.
Isn't this a place for live experiments?
He Songyang didn't seem to be planning to explain anything. He took Zhou Wei'an to the cross and copied him to the cross.
The cross was a little taller, and after his hands were cobbled on both sides, Zhou Wei'an's feet could only be tiptoed to the ground. He maintained this posture for a long time, and his limbs were pulled in great pain.
Even if Zhou Weian was nervous, he was a little scared: What are you doing?
He Songyang seemed to be deaf about his voice. Zhou Wei'an watched him walk to the row of whips and took one of them without thinking.
Zhou Wei'an's face was pale. What is He Songyang doing? Are you going to beat him?
Fear made him struggle, his legs were kicking around in the air without touching the ground. The water on his body had not dried yet, and cold sweat came out again. The feeling of nakedness made Zhou Weian become scared after realizing it.
He Songyang's eyes were dark. He weighed the whip in his hand and held the handle with his slender fingers. Zhou Wei'an didn't react at all. The first whip hit his buttocks.
He Songyang chose the angle very tricky
Zhou Weian is not short, but she is very thin. The most fleshy part is her butt
He Songyang's whip happened to hit the tip of his buttocks with the most flesh, making a crisp sound of slapping the meat. Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment. It took a long time to separate the buttocks and it hurts hotly.
What embarrassed him was that he did not feel particularly painful in this whip, but an indescribable pleasure. From the tip of his hips that he was pulled upwards, he was numb all over his body.
The humiliation made him tremble. He didn't expect that he would be spanked by someone when he grew up so big.
Zhou Wei'an's body trembled, tears rolled down from his eyes, and he bit his lips and sobbed: You, why did you hit me? I didn't... I won't repay you...
He Songyang was attracted by the boy's white two-petal butt in the dim light. A light pink color appeared in the place where he had just been pumped, which looked delicious and delicious.
He didn't pay attention to what Zhou Wei'an said at all. He walked forward and placed his hot palm directly on Zhou Wei'an's butt
Zhou Wei'an screamed in a flash: Ah! You, don't touch my butt... His feet kicked and kicked He Songyang's legs. He Songyang grabbed his ankle and pulled his legs up and placed them on his waist.
He Songyang was a little impatient and pinched Zhou Wei'an's butt as a warning
Zhou Wei'an was trembling all over by him, but his legs were caught and unable to move. He said in a crying voice: You, you, what are you doing?
He Songyang approached and exhaled warmly in his ear. He chuckled: Isn’t that what you think when you get into my car?
I got in the car just to pay you back Ah... Zhou Wei'an thought with tears in her eyes, and was caught off guard and kissed her earlobe by He Songyang. He Songyang said: Although you are a little younger, you are quite well-behaved
Zhou Wei'an's head was blank. He Songyang turned around and blocked his mouth, sucked his lips eroticly, then stuck out his tongue, opened Zhou Wei'an's teeth, and hooked his stiff tongue.
His hands were even more dishonest, and he grabbed half of Zhou Wei'an's butt with one hand and rubbed it vigorously
Zhou Weian was kissed by him and screamed, and her thin body was even rubbed to the point where she was swaying left and right. Her hands were struggling uneasy, and her wrists were rubbed red.
He Songyang rubbed it for a while and found that the boy's butt felt very good, with lots of flesh and tenderness. He discovered it just now when he whipped the whip. When the whip was hit, the fleshy butt would still shake.
He was very satisfied with the little guy who came to the door. He couldn't help pinching it harder. His white butt was played with red fingerprints. Zhou Wei'an shook his eyes and tears fell down.
He Songyang let go of his mouth, Zhou Wei'an's lips were swollen by his kiss, and the corners of his mouth were still full of saliva left just now. He Songyang licked Zhou Wei'an's mouth, and Zhou Wei'an couldn't help crying even harder. His thin and thin body trembled like breathlessly: You, why are you doing? Why are you kissing me? Don't, don't touch me...
He Songyang sneered and said: Don’t pretend anymore. I’ll kiss you and touch you. You’re not too happy, right?
Zhou Wei'an looked at He Songyang with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't understand what he was saying at all. The pain was so painful that why should he be happy?
He Songyang touched his face and said: Although it is a pure play, I don't like to pretend.
Zhou Wei'an: ... He was completely confused and forgot to cry
He Songyang put him down from the cross and carried him to the big bed outside.
When Zhou Wei'an came to his senses, He Songyang was spreading his legs apart and looking at his butt.
Zhou Wei'an was so scared that his butt shrank. He wanted to close his legs but failed. He could only block his little chick with his hands. He cried and said: Don't look at me...
He Songyang was unhappy and said coldly: Take your hand away
He looked at Zhou Wei'an's butt, which was very clean, and his small hole was tightly squinted. It was obvious that he was a young man. This kind of person was troublesome to play, but He Songyang was rarely patient, but Zhou Wei'an was always hesitant, which was not like the person who had to get into his car at the beginning.
Zhou Weian actually thought about his personality issues carefully
He grew up in a single-parent family. His mother is very peaceful and has almost no temper. It seems that nothing can make him angry.
He always thinks about the boys in the class who joke about him or instruct him to do this and that: Just do it, don't make them angry
His unfavorable attitude of fighting with others makes others think that he is easier to bully.
So when He Songyang asked him to wash the car, he also thought so: Maybe if he helped him wash the car, he wouldn't ask me to pay for the car.
Thinking of this, Zhou Weian was very motivated. He scrubbed the vomit on the seat of the already new car and squeezed it out with his nose. He then carefully wiped the inside of the car.
After he was so troubled, he sweated heavily. After using a dry rag to clean the water stains on the car, he packed everything upstairs and went upstairs
The second floor turned out to be a huge reception room with warm carpets, a large sofa and a large LCD TV.
Because the warehouse is empty and the temperature is lower than outside, Zhou Wei looked around uneasy. He wiped his sweat with his sleeves. After exercise, his body temperature dropped and he looked a little cold.
He Songyang was sitting on the sofa and was watching the football game. He glanced at Zhou Wei'an and frowned without leaving any trace: It's so dirty
Zhou Wei'an didn't know what to say, so he could only smile in a cramped way
He Songyang said: Go inside and take a shower
Zhou Wei'an quickly waved his hand and said: No, no, I'll put the card...
He Songyang said with a dark face: I'll let you go and wash and can't hear it?
Zhou Weian was shocked by his sudden cold look, thinking that all rich people are like this, you have to give in to him...
OK, OK Zhou Wei'an said, he walked through the reception room in shame
There was a mahogany door on the other end of the reception room. Zhou Wei'an swallowed, twisted the door handle gently, and the door opened easily.
Inside the door is a bedroom, and in the middle is a large snow-white bed. A bathroom is directly separated by glass next to the bedroom. If someone is taking a bath inside, lying on the bed can see the person's body at a glance.
Just based on Zhou Wei'an's life experience, he could not have imagined the intention of his master's design.
He carefully closed the door, unbuttoned the wet shirt one by one, and the soft fabric slid down the ground along his slender arms, followed by trousers, and his slender straight legs were exposed to the air. His fingers pulled the edge of his white underwear and slowly pulled it down.
The snow-white and round buttocks were exposed to the air. The slightly cool air made his exposed body feel a little cold. The tender organs between his legs were quietly asleep. Zhou Wei'an was very thin, but he was still a bit unhealthy thin.
His family is not good, so he can't eat and drink as spicy as an ordinary child. In addition, he is not very smart. He often has to think about a question all night. He is too stupid and doesn't know how to change to other questions. He always does homework until very late to go to bed at night
The combination of various factors made him very poor in physical fitness
He entered the glass bathroom, unscrewed the shower, and the warm water poured on his body, and the glass slowly became foggy.
While he was thinking about how to return the card later, he washed the foam on his body. Zhou Wei'an turned off the shower and reached out to get the towel. His heart suddenly stumbled...
Oh no, he doesn't have towels and his clothes are thrown outside
I can only go out first... This is too embarrassing... Zhou Wei'an was sad and mournful
He symbolically shook the water droplets on his body, opened the glass door, and the dirty clothes he had just taken off were piled on the ground. Zhou Wei'an didn't know what to do. Should he ask He Songyang first to borrow a towel?
While he was struggling, he bent down to pick up his clothes. At this moment, the bedroom door was pushed open
Zhou Wei'an: ...
He Songyang: ...
As soon as He Songyang opened the door, he saw a white and tender buttock facing him. Because he bent over, his two buttocks were slightly expanded to both sides, revealing a little dark ambiguous area in the middle.
Zhou Weian was stunned for a moment, and he said with a stuttering voice: You, why did you come in...
He Songyang said with a calm face: What? You don’t want me to come in yet?
This man looked stupid on the surface, but he ran out of the bathroom without wearing clothes and made such obvious seduction. It seems that he is very scheming.
Zhou Weian didn't know how He Songyang arranged himself in his heart. He was thinking about two boys, and the other party was a few years older than him, so there was nothing good to look at.
So he asked: Is there any towel? I haven't wiped it yet...
No need to wipe it, He Songyang said, stretched out his hand to unbutton the top two buttons of his shirt, revealing a little chest, anyway, it will get wet in a while
Zhou Wei'an: ???
Zhou Wei'an didn't react at all what He Songyang said, so the other party came over, grabbed his wrist, and brought him into the bedroom.
Zhou Wei'an's body was still wet. He Songyang grabbed him and staggered a few steps. His wet feet wet the carpet on the ground. He asked: What are you doing?
He Songyang didn't answer him, and Zhou Wei'an discovered that there was a door in the bedroom.
He Songyang opened the door. The room was pitch black. As soon as he turned on the light, Zhou Wei'an saw the cross standing in the center of the room.
This scared Zhou Wei'an so much that he almost screamed, but fortunately he covered his mouth in time
He bit his finger, and the walls of the room were hung with whips of different sizes and lockers tightly closed. Zhou Wei'an also saw some surgical tools and syringes.
Isn't this a place for live experiments?
He Songyang didn't seem to be planning to explain anything. He took Zhou Wei'an to the cross and copied him to the cross.
The cross was a little taller, and after his hands were cobbled on both sides, Zhou Wei'an's feet could only be tiptoed to the ground. He maintained this posture for a long time, and his limbs were pulled in great pain.
Even if Zhou Weian was nervous, he was a little scared: What are you doing?
He Songyang seemed to be deaf about his voice. Zhou Wei'an watched him walk to the row of whips and took one of them without thinking.
Zhou Wei'an's face was pale. What is He Songyang doing? Are you going to beat him?
Fear made him struggle, his legs were kicking around in the air without touching the ground. The water on his body had not dried yet, and cold sweat came out again. The feeling of nakedness made Zhou Weian become scared after realizing it.
He Songyang's eyes were dark. He weighed the whip in his hand and held the handle with his slender fingers. Zhou Wei'an didn't react at all. The first whip hit his buttocks.
He Songyang chose the angle very tricky
Zhou Weian is not short, but she is very thin. The most fleshy part is her butt
He Songyang's whip happened to hit the tip of his buttocks with the most flesh, making a crisp sound of slapping the meat. Zhou Wei'an was stunned for a moment. It took a long time to separate the buttocks and it hurts hotly.
What embarrassed him was that he did not feel particularly painful in this whip, but an indescribable pleasure. From the tip of his hips that he was pulled upwards, he was numb all over his body.
The humiliation made him tremble. He didn't expect that he would be spanked by someone when he grew up so big.
Zhou Wei'an's body trembled, tears rolled down from his eyes, and he bit his lips and sobbed: You, why did you hit me? I didn't... I won't repay you...
He Songyang was attracted by the boy's white two-petal butt in the dim light. A light pink color appeared in the place where he had just been pumped, which looked delicious and delicious.
He didn't pay attention to what Zhou Wei'an said at all. He walked forward and placed his hot palm directly on Zhou Wei'an's butt
Zhou Wei'an screamed in a flash: Ah! You, don't touch my butt... His feet kicked and kicked He Songyang's legs. He Songyang grabbed his ankle and pulled his legs up and placed them on his waist.
He Songyang was a little impatient and pinched Zhou Wei'an's butt as a warning
Zhou Wei'an was trembling all over by him, but his legs were caught and unable to move. He said in a crying voice: You, you, what are you doing?
He Songyang approached and exhaled warmly in his ear. He chuckled: Isn’t that what you think when you get into my car?
I got in the car just to pay you back Ah... Zhou Wei'an thought with tears in her eyes, and was caught off guard and kissed her earlobe by He Songyang. He Songyang said: Although you are a little younger, you are quite well-behaved
Zhou Wei'an's head was blank. He Songyang turned around and blocked his mouth, sucked his lips eroticly, then stuck out his tongue, opened Zhou Wei'an's teeth, and hooked his stiff tongue.
His hands were even more dishonest, and he grabbed half of Zhou Wei'an's butt with one hand and rubbed it vigorously
Zhou Weian was kissed by him and screamed, and her thin body was even rubbed to the point where she was swaying left and right. Her hands were struggling uneasy, and her wrists were rubbed red.
He Songyang rubbed it for a while and found that the boy's butt felt very good, with lots of flesh and tenderness. He discovered it just now when he whipped the whip. When the whip was hit, the fleshy butt would still shake.
He was very satisfied with the little guy who came to the door. He couldn't help pinching it harder. His white butt was played with red fingerprints. Zhou Wei'an shook his eyes and tears fell down.
He Songyang let go of his mouth, Zhou Wei'an's lips were swollen by his kiss, and the corners of his mouth were still full of saliva left just now. He Songyang licked Zhou Wei'an's mouth, and Zhou Wei'an couldn't help crying even harder. His thin and thin body trembled like breathlessly: You, why are you doing? Why are you kissing me? Don't, don't touch me...
He Songyang sneered and said: Don’t pretend anymore. I’ll kiss you and touch you. You’re not too happy, right?
Zhou Wei'an looked at He Songyang with tears in his eyes, and he couldn't understand what he was saying at all. The pain was so painful that why should he be happy?
He Songyang touched his face and said: Although it is a pure play, I don't like to pretend.
Zhou Wei'an: ... He was completely confused and forgot to cry
He Songyang put him down from the cross and carried him to the big bed outside.
When Zhou Wei'an came to his senses, He Songyang was spreading his legs apart and looking at his butt.
Zhou Wei'an was so scared that his butt shrank. He wanted to close his legs but failed. He could only block his little chick with his hands. He cried and said: Don't look at me...
He Songyang was unhappy and said coldly: Take your hand away
He looked at Zhou Wei'an's butt, which was very clean, and his small hole was tightly squinted. It was obvious that he was a young man. This kind of person was troublesome to play, but He Songyang was rarely patient, but Zhou Wei'an was always hesitant, which was not like the person who had to get into his car at the beginning.
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