Karma

So tender and so intimate.No one has ever treated him like this.Instead, it made him uneasy.

——This was Shu He's only thought before he fell asleep.

Waking up again and seeing what he saw confirmed his fears.

The person on top of him was replaced by Wan Ling.

It was replaced by Wan Ling who tied him up with a handheld camera and charged him fiercely.

Seeing that he finally woke up, Wan Ling felt like he had been beaten with blood, and tied his yellow hair to the back of his head, and then held up the camera to scan up and down, and when it stopped on Shu He's angrily struggling face, Wan Ling I just felt more excited, and the strength under my body was a little heavier.

Already suffering from repeated aggression, Shu He pushed Wan Ling weakly with his bound hands.

Wan Ling was impatient with him struggling in vain under him, so he slapped him a few times with a smile...

Wan Ling thought Shu He's red eyes were even more attractive after being beaten, so he pinched his face and carefully photographed it with the camera.

Shu He in the camera is already on the verge of tears, but Wan Ling's contemptuous laughter is in the background.

When Wan Ling was about to be released, Shu He thought it was finally over... Wan Ling, however

Wan Ling didn't pull up his pants until Shuhe had licked them clean.

The exhausted Shu He collapsed on the ground, but Wan Ling continued to record the scene with the camera.

When the camera moved to the bottom, Wan Ling became interested again. He suddenly remembered the big "toys", but when he went to pick up those things now, he would definitely run into Kang Ming.

After all, Kang Ming didn't know that he was in his bedroom right now, so it's better not to take any risks.

Wan Ling sat back on the ground bored, unwilling to let Shuhe go just like that.

At this time, the lubricating oil in the drawer attracted Wan Ling's attention.

The cylindrical bottle body has a round head, except that the diameter is similar to that of a beer bottle, and the rest is exactly the same as a vibrator.

Wan Ling, who had a temper, dropped the camera and went to pick out the lubricating oil in the cabinet.

Shu He, who was already exhausted, didn't have the strength to pay attention to what Wan Ling was going to do, and thought in his heart that he had finally left.

He barely opened his eyes when there was a hard foreign object behind Shuhe.

Wan Ling, who couldn't fit it in, was a little impatient, fiddled with it up and down.

"Pain..." The size was really too big, and Shu He slowly crawled forward in pain.

Wan Ling directly stepped on Shu He's back to make him unable to move, then found the right direction and finally pushed the round-headed bottle end into it.

Shu He gasped, and could do nothing but beg him to take it out with a crying voice.

Wan Ling didn't care so much, after a while, he entered one-third of the force.

"Ah——" Shu He's head was on the ground, tears slipping out uncontrollably.

But Wan Ling just picked up the camera again and recorded the video of the bottle slowly entering which he thought was very interesting.

In the end, Shuhe couldn't even breathe coherently, panting shortly like dying.

Wan Ling didn't give up, and turned the bottle around in a mischievous manner, (net net deleted), while listening to Shu He's painful and powerless begging for mercy very much...

In Shuhe's last consciousness, he seemed to see someone pushing the door open, and he didn't have the strength to look up to see who it was.

But he hoped it was Kang Ming.

I really hope it's Kang Ming.