Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Zhou Ji's mind went blank. He secretly reached out and poked the fake master hard in the lower back.

"Is this guy out of his mind? Negative distance? Saying things like that in front of me?" Before he could retract his hand, he caught a glimpse of Xu Yuanjia's eyebrows twitching slightly.

With an extremely light and swift movement, Zhou Ji, having followed his master for so many years, understood. It wasn't displeasure, but tacit approval.

Zhou withdrew his hand, took half a step back, lowered his eyelids, and waited quietly to the side.

Xu Yuanjia pulled Shi Luyu into his arms, tightening his grip and protecting her against his chest.

His voice rose slightly, feigning just the right amount of tension and anger:

"What are you trying to do? What do you mean by 'close contact'?"

Shi Luyu buried her face in his chest, her fingers clenching the fabric at his waist until her knuckles turned white.

She didn't know what negative distance meant, but it didn't seem like a good thing.

The fake master was about to break down, desperately trying to maintain the facade, his voice low and menacing: "Think for yourselves. Take them away."

Two men in black approached. Xu Yuanjia gripped Shi Luyu's hand tightly, his fingers weaving through hers.

He was pulled deeper into the courtyard, still putting on an act as he said, "You guys are so evil. My relationship with Guai Guai isn't that kind of dirty thing."

His voice was filled with humiliation and anger, like that of a righteous man who had been wronged.

The two figures disappeared around the corner in the direction of the warehouse.

The courtyard fell silent.

The fake master was still sitting in the armchair, his hand on the armrest, maintaining the sinister and deep-seated posture of a gangster boss. The wind blew through the courtyard, swirling up a withered leaf, which rolled past his feet with a rustling sound. Zhou Ji stood there, watching the leaf roll away.

Neither of them moved.

An awkward silence hung in the air.

After a long silence, the fake master's voice came from behind the mask, muffled and tinged with a sense of disorientation: "...Who mentioned dirty things?"

Zhou did not answer. He wanted to ask too.

Zhou Ji turned his head and looked at the fake master through the mask: "You, what are you talking about, negative distance contact...?"

Fake Master was silent for a moment. "A French kiss, huh?"

Zhou Ji also fell silent.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds and saw the same confusion in each other's eyes—so what is the master thinking?

……

The warehouse was cramped. It had a corrugated iron roof, a concrete floor, and several rusty shelves piled up, along with a roll of tarpaulin. A dim light bulb hung from the roof, casting only faint outlines of two people.

The door was locked from the outside, the bolt was on the latch, and it couldn't be pushed open.

Shi Luyu stood by the door and pushed it twice, but the iron door did not budge.

She turned around, looked at Xu Yuanjia leaning against the shelf, her eyes red-rimmed, her voice full of guilt:

"Brother, I'm sorry... I've dragged you into this again. I'll definitely find a way to get you out of here."

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the shelf, looking down at her. His expression slowly changed from tension and anger to softness, grievance, and vulnerability.

"Anyway, Guai Guai chose Assistant Teacher Xu." He said softly, as if he were talking to himself. "It's okay, I'll comfort myself. Maybe Guai Guai wants to be with me through thick and thin."

"So... in my heart, dying here together is a kind of fulfillment for me and my little one."

Shi Luyu's heart was clenched tightly.

She rushed over, hugged him tightly, wrapped her arms around his waist, and buried her face in his chest. Her hand stroked the top of his head, gently caressing it, her voice urgent and filled with heartache:

"Brother, don't talk about death. I'll protect you this time!"

She paused, recalling what "Master Jia" had said, "They said you can only go out if you have negative contact... What does negative contact mean?"

Xu Yuanjia lowered his eyes, resting his chin on her head, his voice muffled:

"I don't know either. Didn't Lulu say she was going to take me out? I'm so tired, I can't think straight."

Shi Luyu stepped out of his embrace and lowered her head to think for a long time.

Moonlight streamed in through a small window high up in the warehouse, falling on her face.

As she pondered, her face slowly flushed, the blush spreading from the base of her neck to the tips of her ears, so red that even the moonlight couldn't hide it.

She looked at Xu Yuanjia, her lips moved, she hesitated for a long time, and her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's buzz: "Do you really want to... do this?"

Xu Yuanjia lay back on the wooden plank against the wall, one hand behind his head, his eyes closed. Moonlight shone on his face, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed, his eyelashes casting a faint shadow on his cheekbone.

His voice was languid, carrying a calm acceptance of fate: "It's alright, brother is already prepared to die."

"Look, lying here saves us a coffin board."

Shi Luyu shook her head and took a deep breath.

then,

Xu Yuanjia felt something warm and soft press against his lips.

He opened his eyes, and Shi Luyu's face was inches away from his. Her eyes were closed, and her eyelashes were trembling violently.

Her lips pressed against his, her thin body frozen there, like a small animal offering itself up as a sacrifice.

Moonlight streamed in, and the warehouse was quiet, with only the breathing of two people remaining.

He gazed at her, his eyes open. He admired her trembling eyelashes, the fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, and the slight furrow in her brow from nervousness.

He stole the kiss with a despicable trick. He savored it, greedily, inch by inch, etching the image into his very bones.

I'm increasingly reluctant to let go.

She stepped back after a moment.

When their lips parted, they made a very soft sound.

Shi Luyu turned to look at the door, but the iron gate remained motionless, and there was no sound from outside. She bit her lip and frowned.

Xu Yuanjia propped himself up, his tone playful and amused:

"It doesn't seem like enough, sweetie. This is just zero distance, not negative distance."

Shi Luyu's face turned bright red. She twisted the hem of her clothes with her fingers, her whole body contorted like a rope.

A few seconds later, she gritted her teeth, squatted down, grabbed Xu Yuanjia's hand, and pulled him up: "Brother, get up."

Xu Yuanjia sat up leisurely, leaned against the wall, and looked at her.

Shi Luyu boldly straddled his lap, gently hugged his neck, and kissed him again.

This time she didn't back away immediately; her tongue timidly darted out and touched his lips.

Xu Yuanjia didn't move, waiting quietly. Her tongue probed a little further, touching his teeth, unsure how to continue, like a lost little animal circling between his lips.

Xu Yuanjia placed his hand on the back of her head and took over.

His tongue entwined with hers, spinning and intertwining with hers.

Shi Luyu's breathing became erratic, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shoulder tightly as she slumped into his arms.

In a corner of the warehouse, the infrared lights of the camera flickered silently, like a red eye that never blinks.

During a break in the kiss, out of Shi Luyu's sight, Xu Yuanjia made a gesture towards the camera. He brought his index and middle fingers together and gently traced a line below his Adam's apple.

This gesture means – do not open the door.

Zhou Ji looked at the monitor screen and sighed. He withdrew his hand from the door switch, leaned back in his chair, and waited.

Shi Luyu broke free from that long kiss and gasped for breath.

She turned to look at the door; the iron gate was still closed, and the bolt was still in place.

Her eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up, and her voice trembled with sobs: "Why...why isn't it open yet..."

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the wall, licking his lips, savoring the kiss from just now. He reached out and wiped away a tear that was about to fall from the corner of her eye with his thumb.

"Don't worry." His voice was low and husky, full of reassuring certainty. "I know another way to make contact at close range. Do you trust me?"

Shi Luyu was at her wit's end. Tears still clung to her eyelashes as she nodded hastily and haphazardly.

Xu Yuanjia placed his palm on her waist, his thumb rubbing against the edge of her ribs.

His breathy voice was seductive, weaving a beautiful yet dangerous trap for her:

"Then, you must completely surrender yourself to your brother."

"You can't resist whatever your brother does."