Steward of Rebirth

At the same time, some people enjoy the ultimate pleasure, while others experience one after another unhappiness.

"Are your hands disabled? Hurry up!" On the bed, Max was leaning on the pillow like an emperor, his brows were raised, watching the naked teenager constantly provoking his pleasure.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes... no feeling at all.

Michaels raised his brows higher and higher, and finally couldn't help shouting: "Forget it, use your mouth!"

"Yes..." The shivering young man looked timid, not daring to look at Max's iceberg-like face, and lowered his head, his bright black hair kept fluttering between Max's crotch.

"Harder, have you eaten yet?" Michaels grabbed the boy's hair and pressed it hard, his mood became more and more irritable, he didn't respond at all, he committed a crime!

He who can be said to be a ghost in bed has become like this now. Could it be that he has done too many bad things?

"Get out!" The violent tiger kicked the boy off the bed, and the boy rolled on the ground, unable to get up.Although he lost his impulsiveness in some respects, Max's tyrannical strength has not weakened at all.

"KUS, take this trash away, all that should be trashed." Looking sullenly at the place where the boy had already risen, Max was still jealous besides jealousy.

"Boss, that person's name is Gu Qianyan, and he's Lancet's housekeeper." While helping Max get dressed, KUS told him about Gu Qianyan's information.Michaels has a perfect figure. After taking off his coat, the muscle lines on his body become obvious. There is no fat on his body, and he does not look exaggerated. Even KUS, who has been exercising since childhood, is ashamed of himself.You know, his boss never goes to the gym.

Michaels sat on a chair, propped his long legs on the table, and lit a cigarette, "How is he doing these days?"

The irritable man just now calmly asked KUS about Gu Qianyan's current situation, which really confused KUS.

"Boss, I don't understand." KUS expressed his doubts.

Max took a deep breath of smoke, and in the vast expanse of whiteness, black eyes flashed, "I can't live a happy life, so he shouldn't be having a good time, right?"

"Yes." KUS said frankly, and then bent his body, "Boss, do you want me to abolish him?"

Since the BOSS is enduring such pain, the person who created everything should also pay the same price, or, in the style of the BOSS, a more severe punishment should be added.

With a cold eyebrow raised, Max crushed the cigarette on his fingers, and said in a flat voice, "Look again."

KUS was confused again.

But Max stood up, kicked on his slippers and walked to the bathroom, saying as he walked, "KUS, call a doctor for me."

The BOSS problem is not so serious, is it?Want to call a doctor?

"Psychiatrist." Michaels' voice almost missed the "bang" of the door closing.

Psychologist? KUS stood still and was even more confused. What happened to the boss was not a physical problem, but a psychological problem?

In the bathroom, Michaels in his nightgown was sitting on the sink, lit another cigarette, and held his fingers together. His deep-lined face was full of calm. His other hand was moving, lifting himself up. excitement.

The strange thing is just like this, he can make himself respond, but it can't be done by other people, and he still feels disgusted in his heart.In the past, he could do it seven times a night, but now, he doesn't even have the mood to touch other men.

As soon as I close my eyes, all I can think of is those blue eyes that are still bright in the dark night, and the stubborn lip line that has been pursed... Delicate skin, delicate collarbone, infinite temptation, the most luxurious feast in the world is like this Floating in front of my eyes, lingering...

Haunted as if poisoned.