Chi Fang x Cheng Qingsong ③
Chi Fang wasn't exactly an innocent young man, but this was the first time he'd ever been watched by more than a dozen pairs of eyes while doing something like this.
Everyone in the room had their eyes on him and Qiao Huan, but what bothered him the most was Cheng Qingsong, who was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. Cheng Qingsong's gaze never left him.
Qiao Huan was crying her heart out in front of him, incoherently begging for mercy. Behind her, Chi Fang was somewhat absent-minded. Cheng Qingsong's gaze was so intense that it made his back stiff, yet it also inexplicably ignited a fire within him.
He suddenly quickened his pace, and Qiao Huan's cries rose, almost causing her to faint.
With a cigarette between his fingers, Cheng Qingsong watched Qiao Huan crying her eyes out amidst the swirling smoke, his gaze remaining unwavering before turning back to Chi Fang.
Sweat trickled down the young man's jawline from his forehead, his breathing was heavy, and his taut back exuded a youthful energy. His broken eyebrow added a touch of ferocity to his eyes, and the silver earring in his left ear gleamed in the dim light.
He flicked his cigarette ash, squinted his eyes, and almost imperceptibly licked his lips with the tip of his tongue.
Qiao Huan quickly couldn't hold on any longer. A piercing scream escaped her throat, and she collapsed to the ground, only able to convulse.
Chi Da gasped for breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead. He had only one thought in his mind: this should finally be over.
He turned to look at Cheng Qingsong, who was raising his chin at his underlings behind him, his gaze falling on Qiao Huan on the ground, his tone as if he were discarding a piece of trash: "Take it and play with it."
Qiao Huan trembled violently, shaking her head, tears and snot streaming down her face: "No! Qing Song, don't do this to me! I truly love you!"
Cheng Qingsong seemed not to hear, not even lifting his eyelids.
The henchmen beside her couldn't contain themselves any longer, their faces plastered with lewd smiles, and they swarmed forward to drag Qiao Huan away.
"Sister-in-law, I hope you will give me a lot of guidance in the future."
"Pah, pah, pah, what sister-in-law? She doesn't even know if she's worthy of him."
Amid the chaos, Cheng Qingsong slowly walked up to Chi Fang.
His shadow enveloped Chi Fang, carrying an invisible sense of oppression.
Chi Fang trembled with fear: "Brother Song, please let me go... It was Sister-in-law... no, it was Qiao Huan, he seduced me, really!"
Both men claimed that the other had seduced them first, but Cheng Qingsong showed no interest in it and coldly ordered his two henchmen, "Lock him up."
Chi Fang was placed under house arrest.
His room was extremely luxurious, and his three meals a day were plentiful and thoughtful, but his hands and feet were always bound by heavy chains and he could not move.
Cheng Qingsong would come every day, and when he did, he would find all sorts of ways to torment him, throwing all sorts of strange objects at him in turn, making him suffer unbearable pain.
Chi Fang could never figure out the other party's intentions. A few days later, when Cheng Qingsong pushed open the door, he didn't carry any props. Instead, he silently began to unbutton his clothes, and then unzipped his pants.
Chi Fang swallowed hard: "Song... Brother Song, what are you going to do?"
What do you think?
Cheng Qingsong's demands were extremely high, time-consuming, and varied. None of his previous bed partners could withstand his onslaught.
Qiao Huan was never good enough for him in the first place, and he was already planning when to get rid of her, but he never expected this to happen.
In truth, he should thank Qiao Huan. If it weren't for this accident, he probably wouldn't have had the chance to notice Chi Fang.
Based on the results of the experiments over the past few days, Chi Fang's physical condition is quite good, making him a suitable candidate.
Cheng Qingsong originally planned to proceed as usual, but when his gaze fell on Chi Fang again, his mind changed.
This cucumber is growing so robustly, it would be a real waste not to use it. He suddenly thought that perhaps he could try some ways of eating it that he had never done before.
Chi Fang watched as Cheng Qingsong sat down, his mind going completely blank for a moment, and the next second his brows furrowed into a knot.
Damn it, that hurts like hell!
It's time to break it off!
Cheng Qingsong, however, seemed completely oblivious, maintaining a calm and composed demeanor.
Chi Fang's mind was a mess; he felt like his soul was about to die. He was usually quite skilled, often driving various bottoms to ecstasy. But with Cheng Qingsong, all his methods went awry.
Cheng Qingsong was like a wound-up electric motor, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
This was the first time Chi Fang had experienced such a feeling of near exhaustion. He wanted to curse, but when he thought about how formidable the person on top of him was, he could only plead in a hoarse voice, "Brother Song, you...you go slower."
But Cheng Qingsong seemed not to hear, already immersed in his own rhythm, oblivious to the world around him.
Chi Fang was jolted so much that his vision blurred, and only one thought remained in his mind.
Damn it, I've run into a lunatic.
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