Chapter 112 What, are you scared now?
The light in the slave yard was dim, and the silence between the iron cages was broken and stitched together by the intermittent whispers of the two people.
After Xiao Qihao comforted her several times, Tan Nana gradually calmed down and stopped shaking. She only stared at the railing in a daze occasionally.
He answered one question at a time, and although his voice was soft, he was able to form complete sentences.
Just as the atmosphere in the cage began to relax, hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the cage.
Ye Xiang rushed in with two guards. His face was expressionless, but his eyes were like steel needles quenched by fire.
He didn't look at Tan Nana, but just raised his chin towards Xiao Qihao's cage.
"Drag him out."
The guard roughly opened the cage door and dragged Xiao Qihao out by the arm.
Xiao Qihao staggered a few steps, and just as he was about to struggle, he was held down tightly.
He was dragged through several dark corridors and finally pushed into an airtight room.
The walls were made of cold metal, and there were rusty torture instruments in the corners. It was obviously an interrogation room.
Ye Xiang waved his hand, asked the guard to stand guard at the door, and locked the door himself.
The only sounds in the room were their breathing.
"Ye Xiang...what do you want to do!"
Xiao Qihao was suddenly pressed against the wall, his wrists were entangled by rough iron chains.
The guards deliberately wrapped the chain around his wrist three times, each circle was extremely tight, the cold metal embedded in his flesh, causing a piercing pain.
The other end of the chain passed through an iron ring on the wall and was locked by Ye Xiang himself with a heavy copper lock. He then casually threw the key into his pocket.
Xiao Qihao tried to move, but his arm was pulled straight and the chain didn't move at all.
Instead, the marks on the wrists became deeper, and even the shoulders were sore from being pulled.
Ye Xiang turned around and stood in front of him with his back to the light. The shadow fell on his face, and his expression could not be seen clearly.
He slowly approached Xiao Qihao, his leather shoes making a "tapping" sound on the concrete floor, as if knocking on people's hearts.
"When you smiled at me these days, were you always planning how to escape?"
He stopped in front of Xiao Qihao, close enough to smell the fresh perfume on him.
The look in his eyes was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, with a sticky aggression.
"When you were holding me at night, were you also secretly memorizing the route?"
He raised his hand and gently stroked Xiao Qihao's wrist, which was red from the chain. The cold touch made Xiao Qihao tremble violently.
"you say,"
Ye Xiang's voice was very low, with a hint of playful smile, and the sound brushed Xiao Qihao's ear.
"How should I punish you? Should I break your legs like I did to those slaves, or should I..."
His fingertips moved upwards, brushed across Xiao Qihao's Adam's apple, stopped at his chin, and lifted it up slightly.
"You're asking me to be a better person, so good that I dare not have any other thoughts?"
The ambiguous atmosphere is filled with undisguised threats, like a soft net that hides sharp thorns that can cut the skin.
Xiao Qihao turned his head abruptly to avoid Ye Xiang's finger on his chin, his eyes filled with suppressed anger, his voice trembling with anger.
"Put away your disgusting look! That warmth? It's just your self-righteous desire for control!"
"I smile at you to survive; I obey you at night to find opportunities!"
"Do you really think I would be sincere to a lunatic who keeps people like livestock and uses witchcraft to harm them?"
His words were like a poisoned dagger, accurately piercing Ye Xiang's pain point.
The amusement on Ye Xiang's face froze instantly, and the temperature in his eyes dropped to freezing point.
He stared at Xiao Qihao, as if he was really getting to know the man in front of him for the first time.
After a few seconds, he suddenly laughed softly, but his laughter was full of violent madness.
"Okay, very good."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly grabbed Xiao Qihao's neck.
The force was so strong that it almost crushed his bones, and he pressed his lips down without any explanation.
This is not a kiss at all, it is a bite with a sense of punishment.
Ye Xiang's teeth hit Xiao Qihao's lips, and the smell of blood instantly spread between their lips and teeth.
Xiao Qihao struggled to turn his head, but Ye Xiang held his head tightly, so he could only endure this aggressive plunder.
His lips were numb from being bitten, and blood oozed from the wound at the corner of his mouth, mixing with saliva and sliding into his throat, feeling fishy and astringent.
In the chaos, Ye Xiang's hand slid along Xiao Qihao's waistline into his clothes, and her fingertips, with a cold temperature, roughly rolled over his back.
Xiao Qihao shuddered all over, and his body tensed as if he was scalded, and a suppressed groan of pain escaped from his throat.
"You still dare to be stubborn?"
Ye Xiang slightly loosened his lips and pressed her nose against his.
Her breath sprayed hotly on his face, and her eyes were filled with extreme anger and an almost paranoid possessiveness.
"Weren't you very brave in the slave yard just now? Why are you not moving now?"
His hands suddenly tightened around Xiao Qihao's waist, with such force that it seemed to dig into his flesh.
"Be obedient, Qihao."
The voice was low and hoarse, with a threat that did not allow any questioning.
"If you obey me, I can make you suffer less. Otherwise..."
His fingertips moved upwards, across Xiao Qihao's waist, stopped at his chest, and pressed gently.
"You said, let's cut a wound here and let those slaves see if the blood of their 'savior' is as red as theirs?"
The smell of blood and Ye Xiang's perfume mixed together to form a disgusting odor.
Xiao Qihao was forced to look up and look at Ye Xiang's face so close to him. He felt a bone-chilling chill spreading from the bottom of his heart.
Ye Xiang suddenly let go of his hand, and the crisp sound of the copper lock falling to the ground startled Xiao Qihao.
Before I could react, he grabbed the chain and dragged me diagonally backwards.
The marks on his wrists were still hot, and the chain was pulled straight. He staggered and was forced to keep up, his back hitting the armrest of the sofa against the other wall.
Before he could steady himself, Ye Xiang had already pressed on him.
I pushed his legs apart with my knees, pressed my palms on his chest and pushed him deep into the sofa. With my other hand, I grabbed the iron chain and went around the back of the sofa, pulling it hard.
Xiao Qihao's arms were twisted behind his back, and the iron chain was wrapped around the back of the chair twice.
Finally, it was draped loosely around his waist and abdomen, but it was more suffocating than the previous binding.
The soft sinkage of the sofa became an invisible cage.
Ye Xiang's knees were against his legs, her body almost pressed against his, her breath sweeping over his sweaty neck, carrying a dangerous heat.
He looked down at Xiao Qihao, his eyes like a beast licking its wounds.
Her fingertips slowly stroked his wrists, which were rubbed red by the chains. The skin there was a pitiful pink, and was oozing with tiny beads of blood.
"That was a really hard bite just now."
Ye Xiang chuckled and rubbed the corner of Xiao Qihao's bleeding mouth with his thumb to wipe away the scarlet.
The movements were strangely gentle, but the eyes were as cold as ice.
"Why, are you scared now?"
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