A Vicious Young Master, but Suffering from Skin Hunger

Shirakiri Black Slut Attacks a Pampered Skin Hungry Patient Qiao Yu, who has been lingering on the bed for many years and has a twisted heart, was found by the system. He is asked to play the role of a fake green tea young master and complete the task that everyone dislikes, so that his body can recover in reality. Qiao Yu agreed with a smile. For him, being disliked was so easy. But he didn't expect that this fake young master actually suffered from skin hunger syndrome. * This body always gets sick very suddenly. When he wantonly stuffed the residue into Brother Zha's mouth, and his thin white fingers pressed the other person's humiliated face red, his fingers suddenly couldn't help but tremble, and he stroked the blushing ear almost flirtatiously. When he stepped on the dandy fiancé's thigh and stuffed the card into his lapel with a smile, his waist suddenly lost strength and he sat in his arms as if he was throwing himself into his arms. When he pulled the dog chain around the arrogant butler's neck, leaving ambiguous red marks, and the chain hit the other person's chest and abdomen mercilessly, his arms exerted uncontrollable force and pressed the person to his chest. Fortunately, he hid very well in front of the cool and self-controlled true young master. The beautiful boy poured red wine on Lu Xueyin's face, lifted his chin flirtatiously, and admired the luxurious look of the red wine across his face, "Why don't you follow me?" He asked Lu Xueyin to wash his feet, but he kicked over the bucket and splashed the foot-washing water all over him. He asked Lu Xueyin to peel grapes for him, but when he opened his mouth, he maliciously bit the other person's fingertips and rubbed them slowly until his mouth was filled with the smell of blood, then he said with a satisfied expression, "It's very sweet." Facing this gorgeous and alluring face, Lu Xueyin had already sensed the other party's bluff. And this arrogant young master seems not to understand his body very well. Lu Xueyin concealed the burning desire in her eyes - she wanted to pull him down from the altar and humiliate him wantonly. * Qiao Yu tried hard to suppress the instinct of addiction. Every time physical contact and smell came together, he restrained himself and prevented his legs from weakening. But the scumbags were still looking at him with more and more explicit eyes. He could only tell himself to hold on until the day when the real master returns in the plot, and he could just run away with the mission reward. However, the real young master, who was treated like a dog every day, exposed his true nature at this juncture and locked him in the basement. Qiao Yu, who was tied up and couldn't move, but fell ill, was already in a mess. He forced himself to raise his proud face and said, "Is this all you have?" However, the other party just pressed him into the corner in silence, rubbing his face obsessively on his neck, his always cold eyes full of nostalgia, "What other tricks do you want? Master." Intention: Accept yourself and love yourself.