Chapter 43

Instead of stopping or resisting, Pei Huai leaned forward with a low gasp the moment his lower abdominal muscles were wrapped by the mouth.

Xiang Mingqi also took the opportunity to fasten a pair of handcuffs with a padded inner side to his wrist. With a click, an iron chain was connected to the bottom of the sofa.

The pulling of the chain moves the waist, which is the lightest, smallest, and most sensational lip-biting struggle.

A tingling sensation surged in the waist like an electric current.

Pei Huai couldn't handle the provocation. He leaned his elbows against his sides, his back bent backwards, and instantly curved into a graceful arc. His ankles were encircled by his hands and yanked to the aggressor's waist.

His instep straightened slightly, and a suppressed gasp escaped from the depths of his throat. When his waist felt something again, his legs instinctively shot up, wanting to kick or break the opponent's neck—this time, it wasn't just the end of the mermaid line that suffered.

Very hard. Unlike any other touch he'd ever had: lips and teeth nibbled gently on the undulating mass of flesh, causing him to moan with a half-shudder. As if not satisfied with this, Xiang Mingqi licked from the lower edge of the muscle to the vertical groove in the middle, so exaggerated that it seemed as if he was biting off the muscle.

His breathing immediately became panic and panic, and his waist tensed up. He pressed his hand on the top of Xiang Mingqi's head, trying to pull his head away.

But under the influence of the drug, even a small resistance was powerless. Not to mention that the boy had grabbed his waist and rubbed and touched it, like a wolf cub with no eyes, treating its mother in the most ferocious and greedy way.

"That's enough." She placed her fingers between her chin and the top of her nose. Even with her eyes narrowed, commanding him with a cat-like gesture of disgust and resistance, the sound still escaped from between her fingers. It was a trembling moan that would soften to the point of melting if she bit hard enough.

Xiang Mingqi looked up at him dazedly.

"No, brother, I want to be closer to you." He smiled, his gaze filled with the desire of a wild animal. As if deliberately doing this in front of Pei Huai, he leaned down and left a fresh tooth mark on the senior's waist.

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The fingers with obvious joints immediately clenched the corner of the pillow. Pei Huai straightened his waist nervously and stepped on his shoulder, trying to keep as much distance as possible.

"——That's enough, Xiang Mingqi!"

The young man, whose name was called, pretended not to hear. He reached over, grabbed his thigh, and then left a more obvious bite mark on his waist. It didn't hurt, but the bite marks were repeatedly deepened from left to right, then right to left, and it wouldn't go away. It was so painful that Pei Huai even felt a little bit of resistance.

"That's enough." He was out of breath and could only push the other person weakly, "That's enough. Open your mouth... I said open your mouth."

His breathing was already disordered, and every time he moved his wrist, the chain rustled and tugged.

It was like constantly reminding him that now was not the time to give in.

Xiang Mingqi observed his reaction with satisfaction, only a small part of his pupil visible from beneath his upturned eyelids. He adjusted his breathing and then relaxed his teeth.

He stared intently at Pei Huai, his gaze dodging to the right, his neck strained to the limit. A thin pool of sweat formed in the hollow of his collarbone. His chest was soaked with sweat, highlighting the thin, well-defined muscles and a superb figure.

Coupled with that always cold, hard and strong face, people can't help but want to bully him at first sight.

Thinking of this, Xiang Mingqi raised his index finger and tentatively teased the other's soft flank. As expected, Pei Huai reacted strongly, pulling at the roots of his hair and trying to grab it. He clearly didn't like having his waist touched.

This means that, except for those he has dated before, he never has any inappropriate physical contact with anyone else.

Xiang Mingqi was excited. He pinched his knees, ignored the tearing pain in his scalp, and slowly rested his head on his senior's abdomen.

The body was especially clean, and when he sniffed it closely, he had the urge to bite it. He couldn't move now, and he could just grab her slender, well-shaped thigh with his palm and caress it regardless of resistance.

Pei Huai's body was defined by sharp lines, the muscles radiating from his shoulders neither exaggerated nor ostentatious. Hidden beneath this flawless skin was an absolute suppleness. He was like an eagle, uniquely suited to the wilderness and dense forests. When he spread his wings and soared through the sky, even the horizon became his territory.

Even now, the arrogant eagle is imprisoned in a luxurious room, tied with the most expensive anklets, and served with the most delicious food, he still refuses to bow his head and soften his wings in romance and love.

Thinking of this, Xiang Mingqi raised his eyelids and bent down as if to continue biting down. Pei Huai bent his knees and pressed his forehead against his forehead, resisting fiercely and refusing to give in.

The former did not bother to argue, but put one arm around him and rubbed his lower abdominal muscles obediently.

The blood also flowed down to Pei Huai's stomach, forming streaks of blood on his dry skin. Xiang Mingqi leaned against him, hugging him, his thumb stroking the two smooth mermaid lines, as if trying to feel his heartbeat through his bones.

Seeing that he had no intention of continuing, Pei Huai smoothed his hair, his Adam's apple moving slightly as he took the cigarette box on the table and opened a cigarette - nicotine, this was the only thing that could make him feel comfortable so far - then he lowered his head and looked at the other person who was clinging to his stomach.

He felt strange from the beginning.

Why. Why could Xiang Mingqi openly say "I like her" after only a few weeks of contact?

He didn't remember him. There was no place for him in his memories. Shan Li had said that they had both been helped on that mountain. Beyond that, the two of them had never met again. At least, he didn't remember anything.

If it was just a favor, why would this guy go to such lengths? He was willing to bleed, be beaten, or even stabbed to keep me handcuffed.

There was no answer. No one came to resolve this question. Xiang Mingqi licked his lips in a cheerful mood.

"Brother, don't you like others touching you?" He pulled Pei Huai's waist close to him and kissed him. "I know you've always been very popular, and everyone wants to date you. But I didn't expect you to resist so much. You can't even let me touch you."

Pei Huai didn't give him a good look: "Mind your own business."

"I just care about you. Besides, I like you so much, and you don't hate me that much, brother. Since we love each other, what's wrong with caring about me?" His pupils began to dilate again, and he hugged the former affectionately and rubbed him. "I don't want you to leave. Brother, I don't want you to leave me, I don't want you to forget me, and I don't want to give you to someone else."

"Brother, it doesn't matter how many people have touched, kissed, and sucked this place." His thumb touched Pei Huai's lips with extremely twisted love, "From now on, I want only you, brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, his curly hair was ripped up again. Pei Huai's face darkened and he leaned towards him. Every word that invaded his eardrums seemed to reach freezing point.

"Mind your own business. Xiang Mingqi. This isn't a suggestion, it's an order."

The warning triggered Xiang Mingqi's thinking. He was distressed, but what distressed him was not compromise or obedience, but something else.

It wasn't long before he figured out the answer to his question: "I'm so confused, brother, why do you hate me? You weren't like this before."

"—Wow, I get it, because you've never been intimate with me while sober. I was wondering why you reacted so strongly this time." He smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay, I've done this kind of thing for you many times."

Pei Huai's expression became increasingly ugly.

The brown eyes that stared at him, longed for him, and were obsessed with him were sparkling, like a child receiving a gift on Christmas Eve. That kind of joy made Pei Huai feel terrified from the bottom of his heart.

The other person's gaze chased him like a dog, and the lust in his eyes could not be contained and overflowed several times.

"I just can't help wanting to touch you and kiss you, brother. I've never done the last step before, and I think when you react--" Another "slap" of a slap.

The blood from his nose flowed even more violently. Xiang Mingqi couldn't get up, so he knelt on the sofa and started coughing, blood mixed with saliva, flowing down in streams.

When the buzzing in his head subsided, he grinned, revealing his white teeth soaked in blood.

"Brother, I love you."

Pei Huai's upper body shot up, and he raised his arm to pinch his throat, but the shackles on his wrists made it difficult for him to exert muscle strength. He wanted to ask why, why did he do this.

But every word that came out of this person's mouth made him feel... extremely unfamiliar.

It was Xiang Mingqi and his cousin who contributed to Yu Mingrui's death. He followed, monitored, wrote letters, and even broke into his home and kidnapped him. Everything made him shudder.

He said he loved me, begged me and tried to keep me, but it made Pei Huai want to just run out.

Xiang Mingqi looked at him with a smile, keeping a low profile.

"I'm sorry," he said. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, brother." Even as he said this, there wasn't a trace of guilt in his eyes. "I want you to look at me, and only me."

"Brother." He began to talk to himself again.

"Why must it be Yu Mingrui, why can't it be me - I want you, I want to be someone you can't replace. Your brother, your lover, your family or everything you desire. As long as you want, I can be anyone. Brother." Over and over again, that title was called out sweetly and stickyly, "Brother, I love you, brother, brother..."

"But I don't like this."

"I'm sorry." He still smiled softly, "I know you'll be angry and unhappy. But to have you among so many people, I couldn't ask for more."

"...You participated in my brother's suicide. You deceived me, approached me, followed me, and even kidnapped me here." Pei Huai clutched the leather of the sofa beneath him tightly, his eyes dark and indistinct. "'Possess', don't you think that's ridiculous?"

Xiang Mingqi listened to him listing off one by one.

It was as if the person being accused of every word was not him, and he had no conscious effort to acknowledge it. He was just listening to someone else's story.

Then he looked down at Pei Huai, his eyes almost blank.

Until a sharp pain brought him back to his senses, his eyebrows jumped, and he finally felt the burning sensation spreading across his shoulders.

He tilted his head and took a quick glance, only to see a small piece of cigarette butt stuck behind his right shoulder.

Pei Huai slowly pinched off the last half with a calm expression. When his chin was slightly raised, his open lips exhaled a puff of white smoke towards his face.

"Get out." The cigarette butt was used to burn the latter's neck with the backhand, burning the skin with a sizzling sound.

"——I don't know what you want, Xiang Mingqi. I don't think any reason can excuse you." Her dry lips brushed across the latter's ear bone, and her hand pointed at his chest, "But you will definitely regret it. I promise."

My consciousness drifted further and further away in the smell of burning flesh.

Xiang Mingqi raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, then grabbed his wrist and suppressed him.

"Okay." He ripped open the buttons of Pei Huai's shirt and smiled sweetly, "But at least, brother belongs to me now."