"You ... You've slept with a man before?" Mo Qiu asked hesitantly.
"Wrong, I did sleep with a woman!" As Qiming spoke, he was afraid that he would not believe him. He reached out and elegantly unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his sexy neck.
There were a few hickeys and a woman's scratch marks clearly imprinted on it.
Mo Qiu stretched out his hand and kept pinching it. He realized that it was indeed not tattooed.
"Hiss." Qiming moaned softly. His skin was especially painful when he was pinched by him. He endured it.
Mo Qiu was a little anxious. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his arm, refusing to let go."Did you find someone to kiss you? 'F * ck, Qiming, you pervert. Don't you like men? You actually had a woman before me? What do you mean? Are you trying to mock us?"
In the face of a gay man losing his virginity, the few of them, who were normal men, had no interest in it. At this time, mo Qiu's heart was on the verge of breaking down.