028 | (Twenty-seven) Punishment: 600 beads
In her panic, she tripped over her own feet and nearly fell flat on her face before she could take two steps.
Su Xingmao's room was different from hers. It was simply furnished, with a somber paint tone, large areas of cool gray and smoky black, a bed, a table, a wooden cabinet, a leather sofa, and very little furniture.
She stumbled and crashed straight into the table leg. Xie Qingyan thought to herself that she was going to bleed. A cold wind blew up from behind, carrying a hint of orange blossom scent into her nostrils. The intoxicating aroma permeated her heart and soul.
Su Xingmao quickly stood up, his warm hand supporting her arm. Xie Qingyan stood still, following his probing gaze.
"Thank you." Xie Qingyan lost the courage to look him in the eye and thanked him stiffly.
Looking down, it was even more astonishing.
Two deep, sunken lines on her abs resembled a mermaid's tail, descending endlessly, only to be blocked by her trousers, sparking endless imagination. The pale blue veins, slightly protruding from her skin and intertwined like branches, stood out starkly against her fair complexion.
The veins of the green branches pulsated rhythmically with his breath, exuding a vigorous and powerful vitality that was incredibly sexy.
She stepped back, her legs rubbing together, sending a shiver down her spine.
"Why don't you dare look at me?"
His indifferent gaze gradually sharpened, and his wooden face became vivid the moment he switched into this role.
The unfathomable eyes stared at her: "Is the kitten hiding something?"
"No!" Xie Qingyan denied it outright.
"Is that so?" He smiled slightly and pulled Xie Qingyan, who was wrapped around his waist, onto his lap.
He placed his palm on her thigh, paused for a few seconds, and slowly withdrew it. Seeing that she had no reaction, he climbed up as if he had received a signal.
Xie Qingyan was slender, with delicate, orchid-like legs, but her thighs were plump. They were like spilled white milk; with the slightest touch, the milk would slosh and splash. Her fingers sank into her flesh, which was smooth and slippery like water.
"Liar." His fingers touched a damp patch; the continuous rain had soaked the jungle, and his underwear was soaked with water.
"So much water."
She shrank back, pushing against his chest, instinctively trying to avoid his touch.
"The kitten misbehaved and lied." A crescent moon fell from the sky into its eye, curving into a smiling arc. "Shouldn't it be punished?"
Xie Qingyan didn't know how to react. At times like this, she was incredibly conflicted, her mind split in two. She wanted to wallow in self-pity, but also wanted to escape, preferably by pushing him away and leaving.
His hands and feet felt like they were filled with lead; he couldn't move them.
"say."
She zipped her mouth shut and refused to speak.
Until his patience ran out, he grabbed her thigh and leaned down towards her.
His breath filled the air, engulfing her breath. He gently bit her lips, his white teeth pressing against them. His tongue darted in, entwining with hers, sucking on Xie Qingyan's struggling tongue, licking her pearly white teeth, kissing her forcefully with a smacking sound.
When did he eat a mint? The icy scent filled her mouth, even her tongue felt sweet and cool, like a little snake that had just awakened from hibernation and slipped out of an icy ravine, lost in her mouth, circling back and forth in her oral cavity.
The further she fled, the more fiercely Su Xingmao pursued her. Like a snake coiling around its prey, it wouldn't easily let go unless it strangled it to death. He lifted his eyelids and glanced at her, uttering two words, "Don't move." He then gripped the back of her neck with his hand, pressing Xie Qingyan back with undeniable force.
Her brain was deprived of oxygen, and she was almost suffocating. She felt dizzy and saw stars before her eyes.
She was only let go when she was panting heavily.
He bit her, repeating the question again, his voice cold: "Has the kitten learned to talk yet?"
She was a bully who preyed on the weak and feared the strong, so she had no choice but to reply, "Yes...!"
What is it?
With his teeth sinking into his lower lip, Xie Qingyan said unwillingly, "Yes... I deserve to be punished."
Like being judged while tied to a gallows, a single sentence drags on endlessly.
"How would you like to be punished?" His breath felt like hot air, washing over her cheeks, and her face began to burn.
Xie Qingyan managed to utter a few words through his teeth: "Spanking..."
"Just a spanking?" She was turned over, a cool breeze sneaking under her skirt, which was lifted up, and then her underwear was pulled down, causing small goosebumps to rise on her skin.
Her underwear hung trembling at her feet, like a bird's shed feathers, fluttering in the air, unable to take flight.
The palm flew up and then fell, landing at the pulsating acupoint.
He gently fanned her wet, flower-like lips, his fingers pattering, and she could almost hear the bubbling sound of the water. Shame bound her tightly, yet her lower body grew even wetter. He summoned dark clouds with his fingers, raising a spring rain, the wetness impossible to contain, dripping and soaking her palms.
Su Xingmao seemed to scoff, mocking her sensitivity: "This little cat is really... just a little fan and she's already gushing so much water."
"What would happen if I fucked him?"
To fuck him, to use his penis? That hot, veiny, wildly growing thing?
It's so big, it'll break if you poke it.
Xie Qingyan dared not think about it; she might die from the pain. Apart from studying, she had been spoiled by Xie Jinyu since childhood. Whenever she got hurt, she would cry loudly and need everyone to comfort her.
"Just saying 'kitten' makes you squirm and squirt water, does it mean you really want to be fucked?"
How can he be so eloquent? Stop talking...
At times like this, Su Xingmao seemed to become a completely different person, with a shockingly large contrast. He would just look at her coldly, unmoved by her shouts, noises, and threats. His domineering behavior made her both afraid and excited. What was even more terrifying was that he would blurt out vulgar words without thinking.
Xie Qingyan was captivated by this face, almost forgetting his usual quiet and well-behaved student nature.
She squirmed uncomfortably.
"Do you still want to be slapped in the acupoints?" The moonlight bathed Su Xingmao's eyes, making them bright, like waves on water or a gleaming mirror, shining into her heart and revealing the small desire she desperately hid from others.
"Ugh... I want to." As soon as the words left her mouth, Xie Qingyan wanted to bite her tongue on the spot. What was she saying? Her mental defenses were like dominoes, one falling and breaking down one after another.
She suffered defeat after defeat, and her army was completely routed.
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