[Woman who is cheating on her job · Ting BILL] I'm sure

It's not unusual for Bill to be kissed by a man. It's just that this man broke up with his girlfriend and was drinking to drown his sorrows. Why did he suddenly turn around and fall on him?

Is it possible that this guy can take all men and women like himself?I haven't heard of it.

Otherwise, you will be confused by drinking, and you will be crazy about drinking.Most likely.

The tongue was hooked and sucked, Bill silently appraised in his heart, the lips were soft, the taste was good, and the technique was not bad, of course, it was still a bit worse than himself.

Reaching out to hook Ah Ting's neck, Bill took the initiative not to be outdone, and the two exchanged lips and tongues, refusing to give in to each other, as if it had become a wrestling.

Soon the fierce entanglement between the lips and tongue spread to the limbs. Amidst the sound of the cloth rubbing against each other, the increasingly thick and ambiguous panting echoed in the box, and a certain part of the body was easily ignited, and the burning became more and more intense.

Alcohol can mess with sex, it's true.

Bill was never polite at this time, but a serious question popped up suddenly, which made him wake up for a moment.

Who goes up and who goes down?

I have always been the one above, even if he is the leader of the club, he is good-looking and has a good figure, and I have a good impression of him, but it does not mean that he can suppress himself!

But... this guy doesn't look like he would be willing to be below.

And with so many younger brothers under his command, if he were to be punished today while drunk, would he be hacked to death here tomorrow morning...

It turns out that Bill was thinking too much.

Bill exerted all his strength, but didn't move...

There is a huge difference in strength... Could it be that today is really going to be an exception? !

Just when Bill was struggling to accept his fate and be crushed, a sentence suddenly escaped vaguely between the overlapping lips and teeth: "Michelle...give me a little more time..."

leave!It turned out that he regarded himself as his pony!

An inexplicable anger surged up in Bill's heart, he touched something casually, without thinking about it, copied it and gave it to Ting.

Ah Ting didn't even hum, he turned to one side and didn't move.

Bill stared at the unconscious Ting in a daze for a few seconds before reacting belatedly——

I beat the boss of the club myself!Ruined!

For a while, various X-rated bloody and violent scenes played out in turn in his mind, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Eh, no blood?

Gathering his mind, Bill lowered his head to look at the "weapon" in his hand - the dice cup was obviously not powerful enough, which was really a blessing in misfortune.If this was replaced by a headshot with a wine bottle, the boys outside would have rushed in by now and smashed themselves on the spot.

Boldly went over to check the wound on Ah Ting's head, the skin was not broken, and there was no swelling for the time being, it should be fine, the fainting was probably due to drunkenness.

so far so good……

After feeling relieved for a while, Bill found another thing that was even more frustrating—somewhere in him was so energetic that he wanted to tear his pants out...

Unexpectedly, after a few kisses, it became hard. Being so uncontrollable is an insult to my profession, shameful!

But no matter what, it had to be resolved. He turned his head to look at Ah Ting, who had passed out or fell asleep—anyway, he couldn't see or hear him now.

There is no need for any psychological preparation at all, just cursing secretly, Bill quickly unbuttoned his pants, sat on the sofa with a slap in the face, "in front of Ah Ting" and released it.

Pulling out a tissue to clean it up, he suddenly thought of something, and moved his gaze over again—A certain part of Ah Ting also had a prominent bulge.

The corners of the lips curled up silently.It's a tie, and I didn't lose.

Hmm... Do you want to help him "handle" it?

Thinking of the "Michelle" just now, his expression turned cold.

Suffocated him, deserved it.

But the injury on the head really needs to be dealt with, if it swells up later, it will be difficult for him to explain.

What's more, it's really ugly that way.

After sweeping around, he didn't find any towels, and he didn't dare to disturb the younger brother outside the door, so he took off his shirt and folded it, grabbed a few handfuls of ice cubes from the ice bucket, wrapped them up and put them on Ah Ting's head.

Suddenly being stimulated by the cold, Ah Ting moved reflexively, his eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't wake up.

While applying cold compresses to Ah Ting, Bill thought to himself, why did he make a move just now?

He has always been considerate and patient with his customers, but when he heard Ah Ting call that woman's name, he felt uncomfortable for a while.With myself as a heartthrob by my side, how dare I call someone else's name!

Thinking of this, Ah Ting pressed his hand hard, and Ah Ting tilted his head in pain, and his brows frowned even tighter.

A sense of accomplishment as a leader of any society jumped into his heart, and Bill was secretly a little proud.

After giving Ah Ting intermittent cold compresses for a while, Bill also felt a little drunk, tired, and unknowingly leaned on the back of the sofa and fell asleep.

The ice wrapped in the shirt gradually melted, dripping water all over Ah Ting's head and face.

Ah Ting struggled to wake up, as if he had a dream of drowning, he wiped his face casually, and actually wiped a hand of water, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed for a while.

The drunkenness has not subsided, and he is dizzy, and there is a special pain in one place.Raising his hand to touch it, it was wet and covered with something. He grabbed it off, sat up, and looked at it with frowned eyes. It turned out to be a wet shirt, and the color looked familiar.

Turning his head to look to the side, the wine suddenly woke up a bit.

...Bill?

After thinking about it quickly in his mind, he remembered that he asked Bill to drink with him last night.

But what's going on?

Look at the shirt in his hand that looked like it was scooped up, and then look at Bill, who was sleeping with his upper body shirtless and his neck was about to break.

I can't tell that this guy looks good with his clothes off.

Touching the sore spot on the head again, it seemed to be slightly raised, as if it had been hit.

"Hello." Pushed Bill, but there was no response, so he pushed hard again.

Feels good.

Bill responded dully, and reluctantly opened his eyes. Seeing Ah Ting, he was taken aback for a moment, and then calmly said, "Are you awake? Does your head still hurt?"

Ah Ting frowned: "What's wrong with my head?"

"Don't remember? You accidentally bumped your head when you were drunk. I didn't think it was too serious, so I put an ice pack on you. How do you feel now?" When Bill said this, his face was not red, he was not out of breath, and his face was full of sincerity , it is completely impossible to see that his heart is pounding at the moment.

It turned out to be like this.Ah Ting didn't think much, and looked at the wrinkled shirt again, got up and walked to the door.

Ajie, who was guarding outside, saw the door open and came over immediately.

Ah Ting said, "Go to the car and get my clothes."

Ever since Bill spilled the wine that time, Ah Ting had the habit of keeping a spare set of clothes in the car.

Ajie nodded in agreement, woke up the younger brother next to him to take over, and went out to the car to get his clothes.

When the clothes were brought, Ajie walked into the box and saw the disheveled scene inside, and some thoughts naturally came to his mind.But I didn't care too much, although the boss has a girlfriend, but this kind of thing is very common.

Ah Ting took the clothes and threw them to Bill, "Put on mine first."

Bill wasn't too polite, and it seemed to fit him nicely.

Ah Ting was mostly sober at this moment: "Let's go, I'll see you off." The voice was faint, but there was a sense that he could not refuse.

Bill complied very understandingly and obediently gave the address.

Sitting in the big guy's car and being sent back to the residence by the big guy himself, Bill had only one thought in his mind - to escape!