Transmigrated into a lewd little pervert, the crazy boss's kiss made his legs weak.

Li Yaoyao saw Qi Yuge lock the basement door.

The lock clicked shut, and the heavy metal door shut out all light and sound from the outside.

She instinctively took two steps back, her back bumping against the carved railing at the foot of the bed.

Her fingers gripped the hem of his shirt tightly, her voice trembling uncontrollably.

"Wait...wait, Qi Yuge, we really, really need to talk. Sit down, let's talk properly—"

"It's too late."

Qi Yuge lifted her from the foot of the bed and pressed her down to kneel on the soft mattress.

His long, slender fingers pinched her chin, forcing her to tilt her head back.

He pressed his thumb lightly against the corner of her mouth.

He thoughtfully stroked those soft, moist lips.

He looked down at her, his voice hoarse and low, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were giving her a final ultimatum.

"I didn't want it to be like this."

Then gently press her head toward him.

His abdominal muscles were slightly taut under his black shirt, and his body heat seeped through the thin fabric onto her cheeks.

His low, husky voice came from above, each word carrying an undeniable air of authority.

"Give it a kiss."

Li Yaoyao looked up at him, tears still clinging to her eyelashes.

But she stubbornly shook her head, her voice hoarse and soft.

"don't want."

Qi Yuge stopped talking.

His fingers ran through her hair, and he pressed her head back down without any room for argument.

……

As dawn broke, Li Yaoyao fell into a deep sleep.

The large, dark gray bed was littered with various "tools".

She was curled up in the middle of the bed, with wet tears still clinging to her eyelashes.

Her nose was red, her lips were slightly swollen, and her body would occasionally twitch slightly in her sleep.

She curled herself up into a tiny ball.

Qi Yuge carried her into the bathroom and used a warm towel to gently wipe away all traces from her body.

Then he tucked her back into bed, now that she was all clean and smelling sweet.

The sheets were still wet, but given their current condition, they couldn't be changed for the time being.

He lay down beside her, reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

Then he picked up a small toy from the messy sheets and examined it carefully, turning it over and over.

He squinted and kissed the top of her head with satisfaction.

He pulled her closer, resting his chin on her slightly damp hair, and spoke very softly.

So softly, as if afraid of waking her, or as if afraid of waking herself from this precious moment she had so painstakingly stolen.

Qi Yuge looked down at the face in his arms.

Her eyes were still swollen, her eyelashes were wet, there were tear stains on her cheeks that hadn't been wiped away, her lips were slightly pouting, and she was unconsciously sobbing in her sleep.

He tightened his grip on her arm and nuzzled her head with his chin.

A satisfied, muffled murmur escaped his throat.

"It's better to be obedient like this."

He looked down and examined her face closely. Suddenly, his brows furrowed, and he pinched the soft flesh on her side with his fingers, muttering to himself.

"You look so haggard, and a bit puffy?"

The next day.

Li Yaoyao was awakened by a feeling of pressure in her chest.

She rubbed her eyes groggily; her eyelids were sore and swollen, and her upper and lower eyelids were almost stuck together.

I cried so much last night.

Her memories flooded back like a jumbled reel, the images causing her face to flush red and pale in turns.

She looked up at the man's sleeping profile. He was sleeping soundly, with long, thick eyelashes, even breathing, and even a hint of contentment on his lips.

On what grounds?

Li Yaoyao's anger flared up instantly, and with all her might, she scratched hard at the pale skin on his chest.

As the fingernail scratched the skin, several red marks visibly oozed beads of blood.

Qi Yuge suddenly opened his eyes.

He looked down at the fresh bloodstains on his chest, then looked up at her, his eyes still carrying the languor of someone who had just woken up, showing no sign of annoyance at being scratched.

He spoke in a hoarse voice, his tone carrying a deep, husky desire.

"What, still not enough?"

Men who have tasted the forbidden fruit are different.

With his lover in his arms, he was still not fully awake, but his brother woke up first.

He looked down into the girl's bright, watery eyes.

Those eyes were red and swollen, clearly showing signs of being bullied all night, yet they were completely unaware of how much attention they attracted.

He suddenly got excited, pulled the covers up to cover both of them, and rolled over to push her into the mattress.

From under the covers came rustling struggles and her soft, hoarse curses.

"Qi Yuge, you bastard...it hurts...ugh!"

The curses were silenced, then turned into a short gasp.

In the end, only muffled, nasal sobs remained.

·

Li Yaoyao was about to collapse from exhaustion.

She collapsed onto the bed, too weak to even lift her hand.

His throat was hoarse and dry, his lips were slightly swollen, and there wasn't a single patch of skin on his body that was intact.

Everywhere were marked with red marks and teeth marks of varying shades.

It felt like being thoroughly devoured by a wild beast that had been starving for a long time.

At first, Qi Yuge wanted her to be naked in bed and fed by him, but Li Yaoyao weakly but resolutely refused.

She pulled the blanket around herself, wrapping herself up like a spring roll, revealing only her two swollen, red eyes. Her voice was hoarse and wary.

"When will you let me go?"

Qi Yuge leaned against the headboard, lazily fiddling with a strand of her curly hair that was scattered on the pillow, speaking as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

"Where would you go? You're just going to stay here."

"Are you crazy?!"

Li Yaoyao is determined to fight back.

Suddenly remembering something, she rolled her eyes.

She definitely couldn't beat this man if she went head-to-head with him now. He had just lost his virginity and his energy was frighteningly high. If she went against him, she would only suffer.

She pursed her lips, pulled the blanket down half an inch, stretched out her arms, and opened her hands towards him.

The faint red marks from the silver chain that had been wrapped around her wrists the night before remained, and the teeth marks on her collarbone were particularly noticeable under the light. She stared at him longingly, her voice soft and hoarse.

With a nasal tone after crying, she sounded like a kitten that had been bullied badly but then rolled over to expose its belly.

"Qi Yuge, hug me."

"It hurts so much..."