C369 Doomsday Records Weak Sauce

The bright, nightmarish room, the simple decoration, the big gray bed, the tall man and the slender young man were sleeping in each other's arms.

The man slowly peeled away the young man and did whatever he wanted.

"Is it sweet, Yu Yi?" Ruonuo coldly asked Black Head, who was making a mess of the itchy meat on his waist.

Yu Yi's tongue paused for a second. He slowly raised his head