C621 The Hidden Backhand

Lin Xun dismounted from a handsome man, indifferent to gender; for him, it was all about the sensation.

He gazed at the man beside him, whose eyes were now hollow, and reveled in this look of despair. It heightened his pleasure, the feeling of his mind growing overpoweringly strong.

"Comfortable!" Lin Xun, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, rose from the bed in just his shorts