Chapter 89 Why should that good-for-nothing meet first?
Xie Xun raised his hand and patted his face, raising a slight smile as he shoved the belt back into his hand.
"Put your pants on properly, what kind of appearance do you look?"
Fu Qinghuai was taken aback at first, then laughed in exasperation. The way he was being spoken to made it sound as if he were going to take off his belt and walk around like that.
"Didn't you unbuckle my belt?"
He took a step forward, gripping his belt, and blocked the man in front of the table. "Use it and then throw it away? Boss Xie, you have a heart of stone."
He slowly fastened his belt, his eyes glued to Xie Xun's face. "How about... wife, help me fasten it again?"
Xie Xun lightly kicked him in the shin, "Get lost."
As a result, Fu Qinghuai laughed even harder after being kicked, leaned close to his ear and whispered in a roguish tone.
"Wait till I find him, and I'll see how I deal with you."
"You?"
Xie Xun scoffed lightly, tapped his chest with his fingertip, and chuckled, "Now it's who's dealing with whom, and who's your little dog?"
Fu Qinghuai gasped for breath as he was pressed down, but then a muffled laugh escaped his throat. He leaned forward, almost completely encircling Xie Xun in his arms.
"Fine, you're the one who'll deal with me."
He grinned, speaking in the most arrogant tone but uttering the most cowardly words, exuding a thuggish air, "I admit defeat, okay?"
His tone was fierce, yet his words were cowardly and self-righteous, like a vicious dog that had been kicked but was still wagging its tail and trying to lick his face.
The adjutant, standing at the door, couldn't help but twitch his eye. He quickly lowered his head, pretending to study the pattern of the floor tiles, and refused to look up again.
He finally understood that this Boss Xie was specifically there to antagonize their commander.
"Good to know."
Xie Xun chuckled at his shameless act, gently pinching his chin with her fingertips. "Then why aren't you taking me out?"
"Get the car ready!"
Fu Qinghuai's eyes lit up, and he turned around and shouted, but then frowned as he looked at his costume. "Wait, you're going out like this?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Xun looked down.
Indeed, he was still wearing that moon-white costume. Although he had hastily rolled up the long sleeves, this outfit was still quite eye-catching on the street.
Without saying a word, Fu Qinghuai put his arm around the person and walked towards the bedroom, rummaging through drawers and cabinets to find one of his white shirts and hand it to them.
Xie Xun simply took off his clothes and put them on, completely disregarding the fact that Fu Qinghuai, such a large person, was standing right next to him.
The moon-white costume slipped down the shoulder line, revealing his jade-like back and waist. This erotic scene made Fu Qinghuai's Adam's apple bob, and he swallowed hard.
He strode forward and pinned the person against the mirror from behind, his calloused hands gripping the slender waist.
"You dare to strip like that in front of me?"
Fu Qinghuai's voice was hoarse. He lowered his head and gently rubbed his nose against Xie Xun's nape, gritting his teeth as he said, "Do you really think I'm a pushover?"
Xie Xun remained unmoved, slowly buttoning his shirt. When he met Fu Qinghuai's burning gaze in the mirror, he suddenly smiled.
"What is Commander Fu doing?"
He deliberately slowed down his buttoning, raising an eyebrow and saying sarcastically, "Is this the first time in thousands of years I've seen a living person changing clothes? You can't even control yourself?"
Fu Qinghuai's eyes reddened at his words, and he tightened his grip on Fu Qinghuai's waist. "I think you need to be taught a lesson!"
"Go away." Xie Xun ignored him and turned to change into the suit pants.
As a result, Fu Qinghuai grabbed him tightly from behind and wouldn't let go, pressing the scalding hot gun against him through the fabric. Xie Xun's face turned cold, and he slammed his elbow back.
Fu Qinghuai winced in pain but chuckled softly, his breath brushing against his ear. "Has the real me ever tried to fuck you in front of a mirror?"
"Get out of here, you idiot."
Xie Xun's ears instantly burned red, and he slapped her across the face. Fu Qinghuai turned his head and took the hit, but instead became excited, his eyes shining, and he touched his numb cheek with the tip of his tongue.
"Why are you so angry?"
Fu Qinghuai grabbed his wrist and pressed it against the mirror, his burning chest pressed against his back. He buried his head in Xie Xun's ear and chuckled hoarsely, "Hasn't he tried it?"
He spouted nonsense, but thrust his hips forward forcefully. "That's perfect, I'll make up for this lesson. Today I'll let you see clearly in the mirror who's fucking you."
Xie Xun's beautiful face turned bright red with anger, but after a brief moment of embarrassment and annoyance, she quickly calmed down.
He smiled at the tall man in the mirror, then suddenly relaxed his body and leaned deeply into Fu Qinghuai's arms.
"Tsk tsk, so you really want to be a dog, huh?"
Xie Xun deliberately dragged out his words, turned his head, and his lips almost brushed against Fu Qinghuai's mouth, his smile deepening, "Then you'll have to follow my rules."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly stomped hard on Fu Qinghuai's military boot with the heel of his shoe, and in the instant the other party felt pain, he struck his ribs with his elbow and broke free from the restraints.
As he turned around, his shirt slipped off his shoulder, but instead of fixing it, he used the disheveled state to approach Fu Qinghuai and picked up the belt from the ground.
"Listen up, puppy."
Xie Xun lightly lashed Fu Qinghuai's outer thigh with his belt. "You can only wag your tail when I pet your head. You only start when I say 'start,' and disobeying your master's orders will result in a severe punishment."
He wrapped the belt around Fu Qinghuai's neck, pulled on the belt to force the other man to lower his head, and smiled as he spoke from inches away:
"Have you remembered all the rules, Fu Xiaogou? Don't make me think... you're not as good as that little green tea in the real world."
Fu Qinghuai's pupils contracted sharply, and even though he was being treated so humiliatingly, a low, hoarse breath escaped his throat.
The stinging sensation of the belt against his side ignited a dark, excited light in his eyes, like a mad dog that had been whipped but became even more aroused.
"Okay..."
He gave a twisted smile, then actually knelt down on one knee, his neck veins bulging as he looked up, "I'll learn."
His fists, hanging at his sides, were clenched tightly.
Once this damn contract is dissolved, he'll fuck this little beauty until she's out of her mind, leaving only tears of pleasure in those cold, foxy eyes.
We'll see who's crying and calling out whose name then!
"Yeah?"
Xie Xun looked down at his seemingly compliant but actually turbulent appearance, and chuckled as he used his belt to lift his chin. "Now you must learn that you are not allowed to go into heat without your master's permission."
Fu Qinghuai's Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his jaw muscles tensed up, but he managed to suppress the restlessness.
He tilted his head back and gave a roguish smile, but his eyes looked like he wanted to devour people alive. "...Yes, Master."
"very good,"
Xie Xun loosened the belt with satisfaction, raised his hand and gently ruffled the top of his head, "You're a good dog."
The sudden touch made Fu Qinghuai stiffen, a strange shiver running down his spine. By the time he came to his senses, Xie Xun had already put on his belt and walked out the door.
Fu Qinghuai stared at the tall, elegant figure disappearing into the distance, feeling as if his soul was being tightly bound by an invisible leash.
He ground his back teeth, thinking to himself, "So the real me actually lives this kind of life every day?"
That's fucking humiliating.
But the lingering sensation in my spine felt like an electric current passing through me, a tingling, numb feeling that I couldn't fool myself at all.
He really likes it!
"Hold……"
Fu Qinghuai cursed under his breath as he chased after Xie Xun, his gaze fixed on the back of Xie Xun's fair neck.
This pretty girl's methods of training dogs are absolutely inhumane, yet he, after being beaten, still anticipates how she will treat him.
Tsk, why should that good-for-nothing meet first?
"Still standing there?"
Suddenly, Xie Xun turned and glanced at him, his eyes still red. "Want me to invite you into the car, little dog?"
Fu Qinghuai abruptly stood up and rushed after him, staring at the waistline that was faintly visible beneath the shirt as he walked. He gritted his teeth and swallowed back the words "I'll fuck you to death sooner or later," changing them to:
"Coming right now... Master."
When the adjutant got into the passenger seat, he saw Xie Xun wearing the Marshal's shirt in the back seat, with his overly long trousers bunching up at his ankles.
Their commander is even more outrageous!
She actually lowered her noble head and bent down to straighten his trouser leg, her fingertips perhaps even rubbing against him.
"What are you looking at?"
Fu Qinghuai seemed to have eyes in the back of his head, looked up and glared at his adjutant, "Hurry up and drive!"
As he spoke, he turned to straighten Xie Xun's collar, but then softened his movements.
"Honey, don't leave your neckline so wide open."
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