sinful preference

Qin Xian met Shen Man's assistant in the elevator. The two didn't talk much. Qin Xian was looking at his mobile phone all the time. The cold light of the mobile phone reflected on his lens, reflecting a white light.

Assistant Jing Wanzhe looked down at his toes, his soft hair was slightly longer, fluffing peacefully on Jing Wanzhe's head.

The elevator reached the sixth floor with a beep. Qin Xian stepped out of the elevator first, and Jing Wanzhe walked slowly behind. When Jing Wanzhe reached the door, the manager Qin Xian had already opened the door of Shen Man's room. Like at home, he took off his tie, took off his coat and hung it on the hanger at the door, then sat on the sofa and looked around, turned on the TV, and said to Jing Wanzhe:

"Shen Man isn't here?"

Jing Wanzhe nodded slightly, and put away the things he bought. He looked very virtuous, saw that the quilt in the bedroom hadn't been made yet, so he went to make the quilt again, and arranged everything meticulously.

"Which club did he go to?" Qin Xian's mobile phone is always close to his body, his slender fingers seem to be ready to type all the time, so he even holds the mirror frame with the back of his hand, "Don't you know that I have something to do with him tonight ?"

Jing Wanzhe shook his head and said, "Brother Man didn't tell me."

Qin Xian walked to the bedroom, leaned against the door frame of the bedroom, folded his arms, tall and tall like a catwalk model, with a few strands of black hair scattered on the side of his forehead, full of abstinence.

He noticed a drop of blood on the pillow with sharp eyes, and Jing Wanzhe covered it with a quilt: "Of course he won't tell you, well, I'll wait for him to come back, you go first, don't forget to pick him up tomorrow." crew."

"Yeah." Jing Wanzhe nodded, logically speaking, he was hired by the company to assign Shen Man's assistant, and Qin Xian was the one who transferred him. Quite a few popular artists took over a gold medal manager like Shen Man.

Jing Wanzhe left obediently. It was a long way from here to his small rental house, and it took half an hour to drive. So in fact, most of the time, because of his relationship with Shen Man, he slept with Shen Man.

Sleep here is really just a very simple meaning.

Jing Wanzhe blushed a little, and also a little disappointed, blushing, he thought too many colorful pictures, and lost those that hadn't come true yet.

And it never seems to come true...

He can feel it.

His master just wanted his blood, not his body and mind, not because he didn't like it or something else, but it was very simple: in Shen Man's eyes, he was only good enough to be used as food, low-level, and only used to quench thirst. Even barely as a dinner, food.

Jing Wanzhe suddenly smiled. His face was covered with flickering lights on the busy city road, which seemed to be two extremes. Someone does anything, one makes him unwilling, full of ugly resentment.

On the other side, Qin Xian waited until twelve o'clock before Shen Man came back.

As soon as the door opened, there was a smell of alcohol and a faint smell of blood. The two mixed together, as if to drag people into the gentle and sinful country, and make people intoxicated forever.

"You still know how to come back." Qin Xian hugged Shen Man who threw himself on him, helped him in, sat on the sofa, and poured a cup of hot water for him.

Shen Man looked up at Qin Xian, took the water without drinking it, casually put it on the small tea table next to him, covered his head and said, "Dizziness."

Qin Xian looked down at this man whose every move was full of hormones, his Adam's apple rolled, but he was very self-controlled.He sat next to Shen Man, wanting to see if the man had a fever, but he was hugged by the man all of a sudden, the other's weight was all on his body, and the two of them rolled from the sofa to the ground together.

"Hey, dead?"

Qin Xian said, "Get up if you're not dead."

Shen Man didn't speak, but reached out to cover Qin Xian's mouth, as if he thought Qin Xian was noisy.

Qin Xian opened Shen Man's hand and said, "Go out fooling around all day, why, the little blood slave I found for you is not enough for you to torment?"

Only then did Shen Man say slowly, "Well, not enough."

Qin Xian sneered: "Then you go out and look for people for me?"

Shen Man got up from Qin Xian, put his hands on both sides of the manager, his eyes were so affectionate, looked at the manager's indifferent eyes, licked the corner of his mouth, and said, "Then you let me bite?"

The manager pushed Shen Man away at once, stood up from the ground, patted the folds of the clothes on his body, and said, "You're hungry? Didn't you say I'm hard to eat?"

The man lying on the ground was too lazy to get up, and after thinking for a while, he remembered what the agent was talking about. It was a long time ago, and the agent tacitly allowed him to bite, but he was very picky, and when he hesitated, he came to apply for an assistant. Wan Zhe just appeared, like a small cake...

"I'm very hungry now." The man seemed to have a lot of affection for Qin Xian, and said everything to Qin Xian, "I met the same kind today." After finishing speaking, he tilted his head to reveal the four deep blood holes on the side of his neck... …

Qin Xian's pupils shrank slightly, took off his glasses, sat on the man's body, and said, "You deserve it, if you go out to flirt again, you'll just die outside."

Shen Man slightly pursed her lips and pinched Qin Xian's waist, and slowly slid her hand to Qin Xian's buttocks, pinching her again and again, allowing Qin Xian to lick the wound on her side neck, looking far away I don't know what to think.

For Shen Man, this world is actually difficult but there are many conveniences. For example, the blood clan has no name, and he can use his own, which is very immersive. Secondly, the blood clan bloodline seems to affect his character, making him like everything. Powerful and beautiful things, and inexplicably want to do all kinds of things to the food, the kind on top...

But the body is completely out of control, and there will still be water flowing after a disagreement...

So why does the sensitivity of the soul become more and more sensitive? !

Shen Man couldn't imagine that if he played a few more worlds, he would have an orgasm after being touched casually.

【Probably. ] System 666 suddenly went online and began to explain [It's as if you were shot by the target data casually. 】