Once, he promised me a prosperous and prosperous year and a healthy life. But that was three years ago. Three years ago, I began to be his lover.
Once, he promised me a prosperous and prosperous year and a healthy life. But that was three years ago. Three years ago, I began to be his lover.
"Take off your pants."
The man's eyes looked a little severe: "What did you say?"
I repeated impatiently: "Take off your pants."
"Don't you know me?"
I sneered: "Hah, will you take your pants off or not?"
The man in front of me remained still. I lost my patience, reached out my hand directly and take off his metal belt. He appeared stunned in an instant, and then grabbed my wrist at once, asking me with a cruel voice: "Are you so horny?"
Horny?!
I'd stayed in Adrology Department for almost five months, and I had lost interest in men's penis for a long time.
I drew back my hand and ordered: "Take off your pants now, there are still three patients waiting for me, and I can't waste my time with you."
He frowned and said sarcastically: "Hah,
You are a nurse in Andrology Department?"
I stared at his dick angrily.
Did he have a large penis or was it erect?
I calculated inside but said bluntly: "Bullshit, if there were nothing wrong with your dick, why would Doctor Jiang ask me to treat you?"
"Are all nurses of your department so garrulous?"
His voice was hoarse, as if forbearing something.
I said bluntly: "I don't have time for being garrulous."
The man in front of me had deep-cut, masculine and handsome sense organs, and his extremely black eyes were now dyed with unusual lust.
He stared at me for a long time indifferently, and then laughed. He said with a cold and cheerless voice: "Now that the antidote is given by Doctor Jiang, why not use it?"
He stood in front of me while straightening his back, and obediently loosened his already loose metal belt. His pants slipped off. His slender and white fingers hesitated around his underwear for a while, and then he raised his eyes and looked at me.
He commanded capriciously: "Help me take it off."
I had met many cunning patients, and also many who wanted to take advantage of me, but I never minded. I raised my hand, felt his underwear and pulled it down with great effort, it was so blindingly erect.
I stepped back unconsciously and said: "There is nothing wrong with you."
He curved up his lips and smiled painfully: "'True. There is nothing wrong with me."
He sat by the bed with great restraint and said: "Nurse, come over here and take a close look."
The man in front of me was Xi Jingnan. Doctor Jiang was quoted as saying:" Miss Mo, I have a patient, and there is something wrong with his penis, please diagnose him. By the way, that is my diehard follower since childhood, so you have to see to it on your own."
Doctor Jiang's childhood friend...
Hah, Xi Jingnan.
I lowered my head and checked with my fingers, but he suddenly raised his hands and pressed my brain violently. My cheeks were covered by a scorching breath...I was irritable, raised my hands and pinched his laps straight away.
My nails sank deeply into his skin, but he still held on to me.
His arms were put around my shoulders, taking me into the white sickbed directly, and his eyes were filled with endless sexual desire, while his palms grasped my legs and separated them all of a sudden. My legs were suddenly pulled to an extreme.
It hurt so much, and I couldn't help shaking beneath his body.
He laughed in a low voice brutally: "Mo Tao, does it hurt?"
It hurt!
I was so painful that I was about to collapse.
My face was pale, and I looked at him with my body shaking, but I asked him with a graceful smile undauntedly: "Mr. Xi, I didn't expect you to have such a special hobby."
With it, my body was stretched to another extreme.
Finally, there was an end to this torture. I picked up the clothes on the floor with lame feet piece by piece, turned around and saw that Xi Jingnan lit a cigarette, and puffed out smoking rings from his thin and cool lips, while his faint eyes were quite tranquil: "Why don't you keep pretending?"
Pretending?
Yes, I knew Xi Jingnan.
He used to be my lover.
And it was he who dumped me.
I took on my uniform, reached out my hand and straightened the hair behind my ears. Then I smiled to him in a coquettish way: "Well, Mr. Xi, do you regret your decision of breaking up with me?"
"Nonsense, I was poisoned just now."
He blew out some smoke rings and said with a faint tone: "Or else, why would I touch you?"
"This is more like you, Mr. Xi." I smiled and went over to his bedside. I reached out my slender fingers and touched his chest, saying radiantly: "Now that you've proposed breaking up, you shall keep your promise, Mr. Xi."
Xi Jingnan's eyes were black and cool, showing no emotion. If it were somebody else, they would have been freaked out long ago, but I could still keep my calm smile.
On hearing it, Xi Jingnan curved up his lips.
His smile was like warm sunshine melting the snow: "Mo Tao, you are just a woman whom I have grown tired of."
"What a coincidence, I'm also fed up with you."
I stared at his lower part, and kept blaming myself for my weakness.
I was supposed to feel gross about the dick of all men.
But only on seeing him did I have physiological reaction.
Xi Jingnan suddenly reached out his hand and lifted my chin up, while looking at me with his deep and pitch-dark eyes.
I forced myself to look at him with a smile, and pretended to be estranged and indifferent.
He only uttered coldly: "Get out!"
After that, I fled away in panic like a drowned rat.
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