Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

That Zhou Ji, he knew perfectly well that she was on her period and couldn't do anything, yet he still put porn on her. Was he trying to suffocate her?

Xu Yuanjia held the remote control, his thumb hovering over the power button for half a second, but still didn't turn off the TV.

The air was restless, and the intertwined bodies on the screen seemed branded onto the retina, burning one's throat dry.

He glanced at the person in his arms. Shi Luyu's face was buried in his chest, her ears were so red they looked like they could bleed, and her breathing was shallow and rapid, like a small animal whose tail had been stepped on.

Xu Yuanjia suddenly laughed.

He's the kind of person who never wants to suffer a loss. Even if he can't eat the meat, he can at least smell it, right?

Since God arranged his period at such an inopportune time, he had to find some fun for himself.

He lowered his head, his lips brushing against her burning ear, his voice low and languidly mischievous: "Sweetie, did you see that?"

Shi Luyu froze, then pretended to be dead.

"What are they doing, huh?" His tone was overly innocent, as if he were asking a math question.

Shi Luyu buried her head even deeper, her voice muffled against his chest: "...I don't know."

Xu Yuanjia chuckled softly, the vibrations of his chest reaching her ears. "You don't know?"

He drawled, "Then I'll teach you. Look at that man..."

"I won't look!" Shi Luyu suddenly looked up, but he pressed her back down.

He rested his chin on the top of her head, his tone as casual as if he were talking about the weather: "There's nothing to see, because I'm much older than him."

Shi Luyu: "..."

She looked as if she had been boiled in hot water, her face turning red from head to toe.

She tried to push him away, but his hands were firmly gripping her waist, and she couldn't break free at all.

"Brother, stop it." Her voice was soft and pleading. "I...I've started my period."

Shame almost overwhelmed her; her voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible, like a mosquito's buzz.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her, his eyes filled with a smile that deepened. He remained silent.

Shi Luyu felt that if she stayed any longer, she would explode on the spot.

She slid off his lap: "I...I need to go to the restroom."

She practically ran away from home.

The toilet in the enclosed room was tiny, with all four walls crammed together, making it difficult to even turn around. The worst part was the sliding door: it was made of glass, semi-transparent, and you could vaguely see the outline of the person inside from the outside.

With her back to the door, she squatted down and took out the sanitary napkin that Jiaye had just sent someone to throw in from her pocket.

The sound of tearing open the packaging was particularly clear in the enclosed room. She tried to be as quiet as possible, replacing the old package with the new one.

After everything was tidied up, she was about to stand up and pull up her pants.

A voice suddenly came from behind, as lazy as if just woken up: "This thing is quite troublesome."

Shi Luyu suddenly turned around.

The semi-transparent sliding door had silently slid open at some point. Xu Yuanjia leaned against the door frame, his hands in his pockets, his posture as casual as if he were sunbathing in his own backyard.

The warm yellow light of the enclosed room fell on his shoulders, outlining his lean yet powerful silhouette.

He tilted his head slightly to look at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of curiosity and casual observation, as if it were perfectly natural for him to be at her bathroom door.

Shi Luyu screamed, "Brother! You can't look!"

She frantically tried to pull up her pants, but her hands were trembling, and the fabric got stuck in the back of her legs, so she couldn't pull them up.

Xu Yuanjia strode in, and the air seemed to thin as soon as he entered the cramped bathroom.

He naturally bent down, grabbed the sides of her waistband, and pulled the little pants up from under her knees.

The fabric slid up her legs, neatly covering her waist and hips. He even adjusted the elastic band of her pants to make sure it wasn't too tight.

Shi Luyu stood frozen in place.

Xu Yuanjia straightened up, his expression completely natural, as if helping her pull up her pants was the most normal thing in the world.

"You're welcome," he said.

She sat back down on the sofa. The television was off, and the only sound in the enclosed room was the low hum of the air conditioner. Shi Luyu shifted, then shifted again, trying to find a comfortable position, but each movement made her frown.

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the sofa armrest and turned his head to look at her.

"Are you feeling unwell?" he asked, his gaze fixed on her face.

Shi Luyu hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "I've never used this brand of sanitary napkins before, and I'm not used to them."

Xu Yuanjia nodded thoughtfully: "What brand do you use?"

Shi Luyu said a name.

Xu Yuanjia didn't say anything more.

-

midnight.

Only the faint light from the air conditioner remained in the enclosed room. Shi Luyu curled up on the sofa bed, too exhausted to continue her deep sleep.

The sound of the door lock turning was almost completely muffled by Xu Yuanjia's palm.

He slipped out, and the door closed softly behind him.

The corridor was brightly lit.

Zhou Ji stood straight outside the door, his posture respectful. When he saw Xu Yuanjia come out, he immediately bowed slightly.

Xu Yuanjia walked over, said nothing, and kicked.

The blow was swift, precise, and struck Zhou Ji squarely in the calf. Zhou Ji grunted, swayed, but managed to stay upright, not daring to dodge.

"Who gave you permission to play that video?" Xu Yuanjia's voice wasn't loud, but every word sounded like it had been chilled to the bone.

Zhou lowered his head and dared not speak, thinking there would be a second kick, and prepared to kneel down.

But after waiting a moment, he noticed that the master's expression... well, it wasn't particularly angry. In fact, there was a hint of something else on his lips, a satisfied yet somewhat unsatisfied expression.

Zhou Ji felt a sudden jolt in his heart.

Xu Yuanjia spoke, but it was about something else: "Go buy something."

He gave the brand and model of a sanitary napkin, exactly the same one that Shi Luyu had mentioned before going to bed.

Zhou Ji was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized: "Yes."

……

Less than half an hour later, Zhou Ji returned. The black plastic bag contained two packs of sanitary napkins. Xu Yuanjia took them, turned, pushed open the door to the secret room, and slipped inside.

The moment the door closed silently, the lights in the corridor were shut out.

Xu Yuanjia's footsteps were as light as a cat's, landing without a sound. He stood still in the darkness, holding his breath for a moment; Shi Luyu's breathing remained long and steady.

He crouched down beside the sofa bed, found the edge of the blanket, and gently lifted it.

Shi Luyu lay on her side, the hem of her nightgown curled up at her waist, revealing the edge of her panties. Her sleeping posture was not very still; one leg was slightly curled up, while the other was straight.

Xu Yuanjia carefully pulled down her panties a bit, revealing the sanitary napkin that had been used for several hours.

He tore open the new packaging, pulled out the thick, snow-white, extra-long night-use sheet, aligned it, and stuck the adhesive backing onto the fabric. Clean, precise, and done in one go.

He rolled up the old one, wrapped it with the new packaging's sealing tape, and set it aside.

She wasn't woken up at all.

The man's gaze lingered on her face for a while, deep and unfathomable.

"My goodness," his voice was low and slightly hoarse, as if he were speaking to the quiet night, "you've really made my life difficult."

He paused, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"You have to give me something in return, right?"

His gaze slowly moved down from her face.

Shi Luyu's small foot was visible beneath the blanket. Her ankle was slender, her toes round and clean, and her toenails were unpainted.

Xu Yuanjia sat down on the edge of the bed and grabbed the foot.

Far from enough.

嗏

"It's better than nothing."