Li Zhe instantly laughed and teased, "You don't know how to do it, yet you still want to force it?"
After he finished speaking, Li Zhe gently pecked Meng Yu's lips while grabbing Meng Yu's half-hard penis, wantonly teasing and stroking it. Seeing Meng Yu slowly getting addicted and not remembering anything, Li Zhe secretly let out a sigh of relief.
He reached his hand to the bedside table and found a bottle of lubricant in the drawer. This was a gay bar, so this kind of thing was naturally essential.
Seeing Li Zhe take out the lubricant with familiarity, Meng Yu said with a slightly sour tone, "Director Li, you're so familiar with this bar? I think you must have come a lot."
Li Zhe was slightly stunned. He could hear the jealousy in Meng Yu's tone and was a little happy. He slightly withdrew his penis from Meng Yu and then smeared the lubricant on it.
