Double
Redakteur: Atlas Studios
"President Huo, don't worry. We'll definitely be very gentle. You'll definitely like it too." A muscular man reached out and grabbed Huo Yi's hand.
"Yes, let's see what position President Huo likes." The second person grabbed his other hand.
And the third man had already reached for his belt.
"Nangong Jue." Huo Yi suddenly screamed. "I was wrong. I won't do it again. Spare me…" It was fun for him to tease Nangong Jue, but if it were any other man, it would be disgusting.
Fang Ming didn't dare to laugh, but it was too difficult to hold it in, causing his facial muscles to twitch. It took him a long time to calm down. "President Huo, don't you like this? It's okay. Sir Jue has prepared other types. There will always be one that suits you." As he spoke, he clapped his hands again.
Three more young hunks came in, all of them fair and tender. They even put on eyeliner and lip gloss.