The pretty girl who plays with people's feelings is going to be severely punished.

Yu Lian was easily lifted onto Qi Sui's waist, as if he were moving a doll. Her legs were straddling his waist, in the same sitting position as on the bed, except this time she was sitting on his well-defined abs.

It's very uncomfortable.

Her thighs bulged out in an arc, and he affectionately pinched them. His palms, which were hot, adjusted her knees and slid down to her ankles.

Yu Lian rested her hands on his chest, her long hair hanging between her fingers. She looked down in surprise, her eyes wide and round with a blank expression.

"Don't hug me suddenly. Didn't you say you would listen to me? You can't move if I tell you not to."

Even her eyelashes were trembling, yet she remained stubborn.

Even in bed, they still say these childish promises; they're really spoiled.

Qi Sui chuckled softly, the vibration of his chest transmitting to the girl's palm, causing even the ends of her hair to sway gently.

His voice was hoarse, and his eyes, which Yu Lian found exceptionally beautiful, locked onto her from below.

"Yes, Master."

He raised his other hand and tucked some of her hair behind her ear. Even though he was in a completely submissive position, he had the calm and collected air of someone waiting for a prey to run into him.

It's quite amusing to watch a clumsy rabbit run into a tree stump or its cage.

"I'll be very obedient... but just a heads up, it's not as easy up there as it looks."

"Does Master know how to do this?"

Yu Lian had no idea how to do it. She was a very traditional girl, so traditional that she would only read articles with traditional postures, themes, and characters. If she saw any vulgar scenes, she would grow a mustache and braids, rush to the ancestral hall to kowtow, and then shut down the website.

  

She's as innocent as a steamed bun, and when faced with a sensitive question, she'll say, "I can't answer that for you."

She couldn't answer him...

No, she didn't originally intend to do it.

How did things suddenly change from "don't sell" to "don't move"? Who's behind this?

The great guiding duck has arrived.

Riding a tiger is difficult, and riding a man is even more difficult. Yu Lian didn't want to show weakness, so she pursed her lips and looked away helplessly.

He really did lay out all sorts of props by the bedside, but Yu Lian glanced at them and was too embarrassed to use any of them. With a headache, she picked out a thin leather rope to tie his hands so he couldn't move.

Qi Sui leisurely stretched out his hands and folded them together to cooperate with her. Yu Lian was tied up very tightly, wrapped twice and fastened tightly, but he didn't care at all, and with a smirk, his tone was utterly indulgent.

"What should we use next, a whip? Or a low-temperature candle?"

Yu Lian wished she could shut him up, and said angrily, "Do you really want to? The more you want to, the less I'll use it. Unless there's a high-temperature candle. A lava candle."

She thought she sounded like a queen by speaking in a sadistic and domineering way, but somehow she made Qi Sui laugh again: "Of course, whatever makes Master happy."

Her delicate fingers rummaged through the props, picking one up and putting it down, each one seeming too stimulating to use. With each movement, her thighs, straddling his waist and abdomen, inevitably rubbed back and forth, and as she leaned back slightly, she felt herself sitting on the clasp of his robe.

She subconsciously looked down to make sure she was still sitting on her waist, not somewhere else.

Qi Sui, who had been idly fiddling with her skirt with the knuckles of his bound hand, noticed her pause, looked up at her, and had an innocent expression.

"I'm sorry, that's too much."

Yu Lian didn't know how he had the nerve to say such a thing, but being able to reach his waist was indeed a gift. She had no words to refute him, so she tried to get down by supporting herself on his chest, but he grabbed her wrist and pressed her down.

He seemed to want to flip over, but he held back, exhaled, and his wrists were already stretched to the maximum that the collar could bear, leaving red and white marks.

"You promised you wouldn't move," Yu Lian said first. She could feel her previously comfortable sitting posture suddenly shift, becoming like a mortise and tenon joint. Stuck.

"You really are trying to keep your word with someone who sells himself..." Qi Sui tilted his head back, his head sinking deep into the pillow, his breathing becoming erratic, sometimes long and sometimes short.

But he didn't move. His eyes were dark, and his words sounded like a compromise, yet also like a inducement: "Okay, I won't move, you move, okay?"

"The premise is that it really has to be done."

Yu Lian dared not move, for even the slightest movement would result in being attacked; her presence was very noticeable.

But she had no other choice.

The girl leaned down and gave him a hug that couldn't be purer. His lower abdomen pressed against her abs, her eyes were closed, her eyelashes trembled, and she swayed twice.

It's like he's using his own self-comfort.

He trembled after just a couple of clumsy movements, the friction generating heat, making the fabric both hot and damp. The fabric of his skirt rubbed against his pale skin at the waist, leaving a red mark. Yu Lian felt ashamed, so she wrapped her arms around his neck, buried her face in his shoulder, and remained motionless.

Like the rabbit-breeding videos Qi Sui had seen. The fluffy little lop-eared rabbit moved quickly a few times, then suddenly collapsed to one side.

The girl wasn't fully relieved; her eyes were wet with tears. She was starting to feel a little resigned, and her voice was muffled as she said, "I can't take it anymore."

Qi Sui paused for a second, then suddenly smiled.

"Boss, buying this kind of service so soon is a bad deal. They charge by the session outside, didn't you know that?"

As he spoke, he finally couldn't resist, and with a thrust of his hips, he lifted her up. His eyes were already red at the corners, his lips were a watery red from the restraint he had just been holding back, and his voice was hoarse, so he deliberately emphasized each word.

"But given... never mind, I don't have the energy to make up these things right now. Untie my hands, sweetie."

"You're feeling really bad right now, aren't you?"

"To make you feel better."

The moment Yu Lian's fingers touched the leather, her phone, which was under her pillow, began to vibrate wildly.

buzzing.

Yu Lian was jolted awake.

She withdrew her hand, her eyelashes drooping at the corners of her eyes as she looked at Qi Sui, somewhat at a loss, as if she wanted to answer the phone.

Her cheeks were flushed from his presence as she went to answer someone else's phone call.

Qi Sui's temples were throbbing, and it wasn't just his temples that were throbbing. All the feelings of watching the show, teasing, and handling things with ease had long since vanished with the sensory stimulation.

What was it like to feel angry at someone who was being unreasonable for the first time?

I wish I could shove my phone down there and shock her to death.

But what can we do now? He brought it on himself.

He slowly forced a smile, a smile that seemed to come through gritted teeth: "Take it."

In fact, Yu Lian had already taken her phone before he even spoke. She wasn't really waiting for his agreement.

"You low-class, pretentious jerk who never includes me: I got bitten by a pig."

"You low-class, pretentious bastard who never includes me: the pig is going to eat people!"

"You low-class, pretentious bastard who never includes me: This time it's for real."

"You're always showing off and ignoring my low-class, pretentious self: ?"

"You low-class, pretentious jerk who never includes me: Doesn't the guy next to you let you look at your phone?"

"I have rabies: I suddenly really want to see you."

"You have rabies: Can't I even just see your face from outside your house? You can come down, or just wave to me from the window."

"Rabies detected: We've arrived."

"I have rabies: My legs are getting sore from standing. Are you asleep? Are you giving me military training?"

"Invincible Cold-Faced Man: Send me your location in half an hour."

It was noisy and chaotic, but the person making the call wasn't any of them.

"1: [Inviting you to a voice call...]"

The first call went unanswered and ended automatically; this is the second call.

Ao Chen has a stubborn streak.

He didn't say anything, he just kept hitting her, he just kept being stubborn. Even if Yu Lian didn't answer, he would keep hitting her until she did.

When Yu Lian saw that it was him calling, the panic of being caught doing something wrong lessened a bit. She let out a breath and answered the call.



[Thank you for the gift]