Chapter 66 65. Humble

"Do you think you can get away with this?"

Xie Yucheng's tone was fierce, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. Lu Yeming, who was being strangled by the neck, blushed, and tried in vain to pry the other's hands apart but was unable to break free.

The air around them seemed to freeze due to the tense atmosphere.

Xie Yucheng leaned closer to Lu Yeming's ear, his voice low and threatening, "Lu Yeming, I'm telling you, don't even think about escaping from my grasp. I will find you no matter where you hide."

As he spoke, he increased the strength in his hands. Lu Yeming, who was being strangled, felt difficulty breathing, and his eyes revealed a hint of fear and unwillingness to accept the defeat.

Joke!

What Xie Yucheng said was really ridiculous. He had always belonged to himself and not to anyone else. No one could imprison him.

Lu Yeming had difficulty breathing, but his eyes were still stubborn. He struggled to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth.

"Fuck you, Xie Yucheng, don't be so proud too soon."

He really didn't understand. He had just escaped and got rid of Ji Kaicheng and his gang, but he didn't expect to meet Xie Yucheng again around a corner.

Shouldn't Xie Yucheng be waiting for Ji Kaicheng in the building? Why did he suddenly appear here?

His words just now successfully ignited the anger in Xie Yucheng's heart. His eyes became more fierce and his hands exerted more force.

"Very good, Lu Yeming." Xie Yucheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "It seems that I was too nice to you before."

"You can't tell where you are now!"

But there was not a trace of fear on Lu Yeming's face. He smiled coldly, as if he was mocking Xie Yucheng's arrogance. Then he frowned in pain, his face became redder, but his eyes were still firm without any sign of surrender.

Neither of them was willing to give in, and the air was filled with tension.

Just at this moment, a noisy sound suddenly came from the alley next to us.

Xie Yucheng's expression was slightly shocked.

And a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Lu Yeming, who was being strangled by the neck.

It was Han Qi, he finally came over.

Xie Yucheng sneered, "Have your people arrived?"

His tone was relaxed, as if he was not surprised at all by the arrival of Han Qi and his gang.

Lu Yeming's heart suddenly became tense.

He didn't understand. Obviously his people had sensed this, but Xie Yucheng was still so calm, not nervous at all.

Lu Yeming struggled hard to make a sound to attract Han Qi's attention and let him come to rescue her quickly.

"Help……"

He managed to squeeze out a sound from between his teeth, but Xie Yucheng noticed it.

The hand that was pinching Lu Yeming's neck suddenly paused, his eyes became fierce, and he exerted force suddenly, quickly dragging Lu Yeming into a room in the alley next to him.

Although Lu Yeming is only about 1.8 meters tall, he is like a doll in Xie Yucheng's hands and is easily lifted up.

The door of the room was opened instantly, and Lu Yeming's entire body was pressed against the door panel of the room by Xie Yucheng.

The room was dark and damp, with a rotten smell. Lu Yeming leaned against the door with his mouth covered by Xie Yucheng, so he could not make a sound.

But their actions just now still attracted the attention of Han Qi and his gang.

"What's going on? What happened here just now?"

"I don't know, Boss."

Han Qi sighed, "Where's President Lu? We agreed to meet here, so why haven't I seen him yet?"

Hearing the noise outside the door, Lu Yeming suddenly began to struggle.

Han Qi was only one door away from him. If he made a little more noise, Han Qi would notice him and save him.

Xie Yucheng covered Lu Yeming's mouth tightly and pressed him firmly against the door panel. Their bodies were tightly pressed together and their breathing was almost intertwined.

Listening to the noise outside the door, Xie Yucheng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sneer, and looked at Lu Yeming with cold eyes, as if he was watching a joke.

Xie Yucheng approached quietly in the darkness. His tall figure was like a lurking beast. Before Lu Yeming could react, he was already within reach.

The hot breath brushed past Lu Yeming's ears gently, carrying a dangerous aura.

Xie Yucheng tilted his head slightly, his lips faintly touching his earlobe, and a deep voice sounded in his ear:

"Do you think your dog can save you?"

Lu Yeming widened his eyes, his eyes filled with anger.

If his mouth had not been blocked at this moment, Lu Yeming decided to scold Xie Yucheng severely.

Why couldn't his people save him?!

There's only a door between them, Han Qi will definitely find him here.

Xie Yucheng ignored Lu Yeming's angry eyes. He used all his strength to suppress the other party, making Lu Yeming's body fit tightly against him.

Just as the two of them gradually got closer to each other, an indescribable strange feeling quietly spread in Lu Yeming's heart.

He only felt his body trembling slightly involuntarily, as if an invisible hand was tightly grasping his heart, making his breathing rapid and his heartbeat quicken involuntarily.

Before he could come to his senses, Xie Yucheng suddenly stretched out his soft and flexible tongue and gently licked his ears.

The warm and moist touch made Lu Yeming instantly feel a tingling sensation like an electric current spreading from his ears throughout his body.

Lu Yeming wanted to push him away, but was overwhelmed by the ambiguous atmosphere, as if she was trapped in a trap from which she could not escape.

Xie Yucheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an evil smile, and his breath approached his ear again, his voice low and dangerous.

"Oh, what would your subordinates' expressions be if they knew that their boss was played around by me just across the wall?"

"you--!"

Xie Yucheng's words pierced into Lu Yeming's ears like a sharp needle.

His words were like a sharp blade, ruthlessly cutting through Lu Yeming's heart and causing him unbearable pain, but the ambiguous voice in his ear forced him to stop the struggle in his heart.

The rage in Lu Yeming's heart was burning fiercely, and he tried to struggle to get away from Xie Yucheng's shackles.

However, his body seemed to have its own consciousness, and under the influence of Xie Yucheng's oppressive words and breath, it gradually softened.

Lu Yeming felt that his legs seemed to have lost strength and he couldn't exert any strength.

His chest began to rise and fall violently, and his breathing became heavier, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling his throat. His breathing became rapid and disordered, and each breath was accompanied by a slight tremor.

His hair was already in a mess from his escape just now, with some longer strands sticking directly to his cheeks, which were flushed red from tension and excitement, and trembling slightly with his breathing.

Lu Yeming struggled with all his strength, but Xie Yucheng's embrace was like a solid cage, making his efforts seem so powerless.

Outside the door, Lu Yeming could hear complaints from Han Qi and his men from time to time.

It seems that I am still looking for him.

This also made Lu Yeming even more nervous.

He suddenly remembered that his cell phone was still in his pocket. What if Han Qi called him and his cell phone vibrated and he noticed his current state? What should he do?

Although Lu Yeming really wanted Han Qi to bring people in to rescue him at this time.

But looking at his current appearance, Lu Yeming knew without thinking that he must be extremely vicious.

At this time, Xie Yucheng let go of the hand that was covering his mouth and kept touching him, like an unstoppable electric current that instantly spread throughout his body.

Lu Yeming's mind became increasingly blurred, and he could feel something was wrong with his body.

Lu Yeming's cheeks flushed, and he had completely lost his usual calmness. His heart was full of resistance, but he fell into Xie Yucheng's arms and trembled as he said:

"Don't, don't go on, Xie Yucheng... I'll go with you, let's leave here first..."

Xie Yucheng raised the corner of his mouth wickedly, his voice was as cold as an ice blade, and carried a hint of threat.

"Please."

The air around seemed to freeze.

These two words pierced into Lu Yeming's heart like an icy cone, causing his body to tremble violently.

But his strength seemed to have been exhausted, and the fire of action in his body burned more and more vigorously, making him almost collapse.

Lu Yeming's eyes were dazed and his voice was trembling as he uttered the last sentence.

"Please...Xie Yucheng."

As soon as he said this, it seemed as if all of Lu Yeming's strength had been used up, and he fell limply into Xie Yucheng's arms.

Xie Yucheng looked at Lu Yeminghun falling weakly in his arms, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.

His eyes were filled with satisfaction and desire for control at this moment, as if everything was under his control.

He stretched out his hand and gently stroked Lu Yeming's hair. His movements were gentle yet domineering. The hair entangled around his fingertips, as if telling of its owner's helplessness and surrender.

Suddenly, the cell phone in Lu Yeming's pocket rang. Although there was no ringtone, the vibration was particularly harsh in the quiet room.

But at this time, the owner of the phone no longer had the strength to answer the call.

He lay in Xie Yucheng's arms, unconscious.

Xie Yucheng took out the phone from his trouser pocket with an indifferent expression, then glared fiercely in the direction of the door.

With a "click" sound, the old keypad machine was instantly crushed in his hands, and plastic and metal fragments fell down.

Xie Yucheng casually threw the remains in his hand to the ground, his eyes full of disdain and anger.

The people outside the door seemed to have heard the noise and started to make a commotion.

"That's weird, why did I hear that? Something was broken."

"There's also a vibration! The boss is coming from that door!"

"not good!"

Han Qi roared and pushed forward with all his strength.

The rotten door panel, which was already dilapidated, fell to the ground under his push, raising a cloud of dust.

But the room inside the door was already empty, so how could there be any human figure?

All that was left on the ground were the remains of a mobile phone, lying in pieces.