Thinking about having to do that kind of thing with a disabled middle-aged man later makes me feel incredibly scared.,Teng Tianjun strode in, his cold and piercing black eyes sweeping over this contemptible wretch.,During the day, a low hum of that little man whimpering for him to be gentle kept echoing in his ears. His eyes would constantly see the image of himself exhausted and nearly passed out from sleep. He savored the feeling and couldn't help but do it again...。