Arden paused, and his closed eyes trembled.
Miles K!ssed his ear bone gently, his nose full of the man's scent, and he spoke slowly, word by word: "It's not convenient to sit on the chair, I can only sit on you... Face to face, or other positions, you choose one?"
Shang Le's Adam's apple moved and his throat began to feel dry.
His ears were numb. It was the first time that Shang Le realized that his ears were so sensitive. The other party didn't stop talking: "I will K!ss your lips first, then your Adam's apple, and then go down... There are surveillance cameras in the theater, so you can't take off all your clothes."
He leaned over through the armrest. The boy's black half-sleeves were loose, and the hickeys on his thin collarbone were also revealed, like a devil tempting people's hearts: "And..."
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