Seeing Self On The Death Bed Chapter 132

What does it feel like to have words engraved on the back of your shoulder? Chen has only one word: fuck!

It really hurts. The air blowing or dust falling on it can make the pain worse and give me goose bumps all around.

Yan Shu lowered his head and reverently pressed his lips against Nate's shoulder. His hot and moist breath sprayed on the bright red word "He", and his breathing was trembling with excitement.

Chen took a deep breath again and again, and listening to the breathing sounds behind him, he felt that the current director was enjoying himself so much, so happy, so perverted. Not only was he gloomy, but he also liked to play with engraving, and he was a little scared of such a big thing.

Wait, let me sort this out.