He was blindfolded and handcuffed all the way, and his gun was confiscated. When they reached the ground, Caleb Zhou was pushed out of the car again, and those people didn't treat him particularly rudely, but he couldn't see the road, so he couldn't help but bump into things. When they arrived at the room, they even let him sit on a soft cushion. He was surprised by the good treatment, as if he was really a guest.
Until another person walked into the quiet room, he finally saw the light again. When the blindfold was pulled off, Caleb Zhou squinted uncomfortably. When he adjusted to the light, he could see who it was. It was still the unpleasant look and the strange smile. It turned out to be Alan. The decoration of this room was not bad. He thought it was some remote place. It seemed to be a private residence. Why did Alan tie him up and bring him to this place?
After thinking about it, Caleb Zhou said calmly: "Alan, if you want to invite me to your party, there is no need to handcuff me. Just contact me by phone and I will naturally come." Alan sat down opposite him, slowly took out some tobacco from the iron box and wrapped it in a piece of paper. He handed the cigarette to Caleb Zhou and asked him to lick the edge.
Seeing that no one answered, Caleb Zhou just stuck out his tongue and licked it quickly. But he never expected that Allen would directly put his finger into his mouth and press his tongue, with an obvious obsession in his eyes: "Steinson, I didn't know in Germany that you like men." Caleb Zhou was disgusted, frowned, and was a little angry.
Allen did not stop his behavior. He pulled his hand out of his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and slowly licked the wet fingers: "What a pity, Steve, you can choose who you like, but you have to like that major general." Caleb Zhou didn't want to look at him, so he just looked away in disgust. Allen looked at him and seemed to be a little excited: "But it's good this way, otherwise I wouldn't dare to touch you."
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