"Haha..." Lan Xing laughed wildly, his smiling face distorted, and his hands began to shake like soft willows.
The two feet standing vertically in the air also began to tremble.
"Bang!" He finally couldn't help but fall down, and fell on all fours, lying on the ground like a dead toad.
"Failed, try again!" Cheng Haochen looked at Lan Xing, who was laughing so hard that he almost cramped, and the smile on his face relieved his hatred.
"Young Master, can you let me take a break first?" Lan Xing's face turned red and he was out of breath.
"Do I need to ask you to wake up and come back tomorrow?"
Blue Star had no choice but to continue completing his glorious mission.
"Lanxing, you were standing on your head for so long and almost convulsed with laughter. The muscles in your body must be very tense... I will be a good person and help you relax your muscles."
Cheng Haochen smiled maliciously, took a bottle of ice-cold beer, and started rolling it on Lan Xing's body.
It rolled from top to bottom, and then back up again, rolling over the key parts of Blue Star on the way, causing Blue Star's face to turn blue and white.
"How about it? Does the ice massage feel good?"
Lan Xing gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your care. It's really good."
"Well, I'm afraid you will enjoy it more if someone else gives you the massage... If you two lose, of course you can't be punished alone, so I'll leave this important task of massaging to your female companion."
Lan Xing's female companion knelt down in front of him, a little shyly holding the wine bottle and rolling it over Lan Xing's body.
Blue Star really wanted to faint.
Every time the beer bottle rolled over his dick, his tent stretched a little. It was still hot inside, but it was cold outside.
But there is water leakage from the roof and air leakage from the walls.
But today, the female companion was wearing low-collared clothes. When she squatted in front of him, her towering breasts under the collar were completely exposed. Because of her movements, they were still dangling in front of his eyes, which made him drool.
He kept talking and flowed all over the floor.
"Blue Star, the nosebleed is not bleeding like a river. Do you want to put a band-aid on your nose?" Cheng Haochen looked at him with a happy and leisurely look, caring for him sincerely.
Lan Xing curled her lips and looked at him with resentment in her eyes. Her teeth were itching with anger, but there was nothing she could do.
At this time, Zhang Yueze came around with interest, "Lanxing, your place is sometimes cold and sometimes hot. It would be strange if you are not impotent... I'm afraid your beauty won't be needed tonight, why don't I help you take her in."