why was it still here"Doctor, what are you looking at" a voice interjected.Lao Mao scratched his head in puzzlement.Ning Shu also felt that watching other people's intimate moments was a strange thin...In the dark, a person's senses become incredibly acute.

Ning Shu's eyes were filled with darkness, he was almost panicked. But all he could do was grab the man's body to prevent himself from falling.

His scalp was tingling, as if it were about to explode.

He heard his own voice, trembling slightly: "...Master, I...."

"I am not a woman."

Ning Shu bit her lip for a long time before she finally spoke.

The general rested one hand on his backside, leaning against the support of the audience seat. With his other hand still gripping his belt, he continued his measured movements without stopping.

With a click, it seemed to unlock.

The general pinched his face, shifting him slightly. He pressed him against that spot and then kissed him.

Ning Shu could only passively accept this kiss.

The general's voice was low and heavy, even the warmth of his touch felt cold. His hand traveled along her neck, slowly moving upwards.

Then, he lightly pinched Ning Shu's Adam's apple.

< >She trembled all over, Ning Shu couldn't take it anymore, her body softened even further. < >

He stirred the military officer in his mouth.

How was the movie

"Like it"

Ning Shu's breath was disordered, her clothes slightly open as he pressed her down. For a moment, her mind went blank, and she slightly averted her gaze: " ...I..."

He didn't know what to say for a moment, his eyes reddening.

Ning Shu had never prayed for Fu Shaoshuai to appear so much.

He tightened his fingers slightly, knowing that the longer he delayed, the better it would be for him.

"I forgot."

Ning Shu let out a soft sigh, but her body remained stiff.

"The general felt along his waist: 'That actress has beautiful skin.'"

Ning Shu bit her lip.

He didn't quite understand why the other person, who seemed clearly interested in women, kept fixating on him over and over again.

Perhaps he had guessed what was in his heart.

"But you're not as pretty," the general murmured against his ear while kneading at the back of his neck.

That aura was too domineering, like a net that wrapped around him, leaving no room to escape.

Ning Shu heaved a heavy sigh, wanting to dodge.

It seemed as though General Ke had anticipated his thoughts, gripping his wrist with a strength that was frighteningly powerful.

Ning Shu was stunned into silence.

He originally thought that he had been at a disadvantage that night because of the alcohol.

But now it seems.

This soldier could easily overpower him in terms of both height and strength, driving him to utter defeat.

He pursed his lips tightly, a single tear welling up at the corner of his eye.

Just as if he had been bitten by a dog, he wasn't a woman after all, purity wasn't that important.

The sound of the leather belt creaking as it swung.

Ning Shu couldn't help but widen his eyes, starting to panic: "Master... this is a cinema." He whispered, "Don't cause trouble...."

Like a warning, also like self-struggle.

The general simply pressed him down gently and pushed him forward.

Ning Shu was so angry that she felt lightheaded and her brain felt a little deprived of oxygen.

My face was flushed, and my chest started to thrum.

The general reached out and pressed his hand against a small piece of flesh on the man's back.

"I won't take you here, rest assured."

"Just wanted to get a taste of the sweetness."

His hot breath came at me, closing in from all sides.

The man's deep voice echoed through the empty theater, low and haunting.

Ning Shu allowed him to press his hand against her. He could only be passive there, the seat shaking a few times.

The general didn't do anything to him.

It's just sexual harassment.

Ning Shu hesitated, thinking to herself, according to the law, this behavior should be considered indecent assault.

He wouldn't speak, only silently clenching his jaw, but his breath was ragged and discomposed.

"Master, please spare me." Ning Shu hesitantly pleaded in a low voice: "...Spare me, I have no interest in men..."

The general lifted his chin and looked down.

Kiss him.

"Who let me see you."

Ning Shu listened to his low and unchanging voice, even with a hint of chilling coldness.

He began to regret more and more why he went to the nightclub.

If he hadn't gone to the nightclub, even with his high level of caution, he wouldn't have drunk those drinks and wouldn't have gotten drunk.

Nor will there be any of those things later on.

It's just that now it's too late to regret.

Ning Shu was pressed there, his whole being in disarray. He couldn't see clearly what he looked like now, but he knew it was a mess.

He closed his eyes, his red lips seeming a little swollen.

The general bent down and pressed several hot kisses onto his chest.

Ning Shu didn't know if she had cried. When she was picked up by the other party, her body was still tense with a hint of panic.

The general held him in his arms.

Lean against him, then hold his head and make him lower it to kiss him.

Then those long, slightly cold fingers reached over and fastened his buttons for him.

Ning Shu widened her eyes slightly.

The general's fingers, neither light nor heavy, gripped the flesh at the back of his neck.

He did the action without making a sound.

But Ning Shu could smell the other person's cold cedar scent, a faint one, that seemed a little familiar.

But he didn't have time to delve deeper.

The coldness emanating from the General was enough to send shivers down his spine.

Ning Shu was forced to hang on the man's body.

The uniform was also cold, seeping through his shirt. It was a bit stiff, and it was uncomfortable rubbing against him.

I couldn't help but rise slightly from my seat.

The General pushed him aside again, pinching his face and covering his lips with his own.

Ning Shu turned her face away.

But in the midst of the chaos, he touched something icy cold.

He was taken aback.

The general rose slightly, helped him fasten the last button, and said in a low voice, "How many days did it take for my last traces to disappear"

"Let's add a few more this time."

The muffled thud of boots on the ground.

He seemed to chuckle softly.

But it was gone in a flash.

The coldness emanating from the soldier had subsided.

Ning Shu heard the other party gradually moving away.

He sat in his seat, but remained completely motionless. His brain felt as if something had blocked it.

I don't know how long it took.

Perhaps not for long.

The cinema lights came back on.

At the same time, several footsteps sounded.

The man walking in front was dressed in military uniform, wearing a military cap, and he walked towards him. His handsome features were expressionless. However, his eyes were deep with a hint of blue, and he looked over with downcast eyes.

"Master Ning Si"ly, then said: "Today I interacted with people all day, and there are many strange smells on my body. I'm afraid Secretary Ning will dislike it..." 。Ning Shu's eyelashes trembled, then she was picked...