The warm room continued to heat up.
Chu Liyue's body sank into the soft cushions, her long hair flowing like clouds, and the delicate straps of her nightgown fell onto her upper arms, revealing snow-white skin as smooth and delicate as mutton fat jade.
Xiao Wujie knelt on top of her, all the buttons of his pajamas undone, revealing his muscular physique and the clearly defined V-line disappearing into his waist.
His eyes were red at the corners, his long neck tilted back, enjoying the delicate kisses of Chu Liyue's petal-like red lips on his rolling Adam's apple. His handcuffed hands were wrapped around her fair neck, and soft moans of pleasure escaped his lips.
Chu Liyue's smooth palms gently kneaded and rubbed Xiao Wujie's slender and alluring waist, which trembled slightly from time to time, and the silver handcuffs made a crisp jingling sound.
Chu Liyue's control of the force was so perfect that Xiao Wujie let out a groan, his legs went weak, and he fell into her fragrant embrace.
Chu Liyue took the opportunity to hug him, grabbed his hand that was hooked around her neck, and examined it carefully.
The handcuffs had been worn for so long that they had worn red marks around his pale wrists, and in some places the skin was even broken, with faint red blood vessels emerging.
Xiao Wujie leaned limply against her chest, his eyes misty with tears. He tilted his head back to kiss her lips, but she avoided him.
Xiao Wujie hummed softly, "I still want more."
Chu Liyue patted his shoulder lightly and replied in a low, cold voice, "Be good, stop making trouble. Take off the handcuffs first, they're bruised."
Hearing this, Xiao Wujie raised his hand to dodge, pressing his face against her chest, feigning disappointment, biting his lip and shaking his head: "No, I like it this way..."
Chu Liyue wrapped her arms around his waist, her palms roaming over the sensitive spots on his waist, her red lips lightly kissing his earlobe, coaxing him gently:
"Sweetie, I love you no matter what. Don't always try to please me with these tricks that will only hurt you."
Unable to resist her teasing, Xiao Wujie's dry lips brushed against the delicate skin of her neck, his voice low and husky:
"Okay, but... I feel unwell, so please pamper me."
Chu Liyue paused for a moment, then put one arm around him and reached for his waistband with the other, inserting it inside.
Xiao Wujie let out a soft moan, filling the room with a romantic atmosphere.
A lot of tissues were thrown into the trash can. Chu Liyue came back after washing her hands and rinsing her mouth in the bathroom.
She had already cleaned Xiao Wujie up before she went into the bathroom. He slumped weakly onto the soft bed, his eyes filled with satisfaction.
When he saw Chu Liyue coming over, he snuggled tightly into her arms, a blush rising on his pale cheeks, and he was a little embarrassed to look at Chu Liyue.
Since he came of age, he had mostly flirted with Chu Liyue without any boundaries and let her bully him. It had been a long time since she had treated him so specially, and he felt a kind of indescribable shyness.
Chu Liyue wrapped one arm around him, closed her eyes, and enjoyed his kitten-like nuzzling against her, chuckling softly, "Is it comfortable, baby?"
Xiao Wujie, his face flushed, buried himself in her arms and nodded shyly.
His older sister was getting better and better, and as those enchanting images flashed through his mind, his cheeks grew increasingly hot.
After cuddling with Xiao Wujie for a while, Chu Liyue got up. She didn't have the handcuff key; it was with Lu Zhufeng, and she wanted to go get it from him.
Xiao Wujie suddenly grabbed her hand, "Sister, I want to go too."
Chu Liyue turned to look at him, seeing his cold gaze, her eyes flickered slightly, and she pursed her red lips, asking, "Shall I hug you?"
Xiao Wujie shook his head, "I can walk." After getting up, he habitually took Chu Liyue's arm and walked out of the room with her.
Outside the room, everyone saw Xiao Wujie clinging to Chu Liyue with obvious dependence, the top-grade jade stone hanging around his neck. They smiled and knew he had been appeased.
Xiao Shuihan secretly gave Chu Liyue a thumbs up, saying she was more reliable than A-Lan in coaxing him!
Xiao Wujie walked very quietly, but the handcuffs on his wrists kept making a crisp clanging sound, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Xiao Shuihan quickly turned around and said to Lu Zhufeng, "Little Lu, Li Yue is back, and Wu Jie is alright. You should take off those handcuffs now."
From the moment Xiao Wujie stepped out of the room, Lu Zhufeng hunched his shoulders, carefully observing his reaction.
The fear is that if Chu Liyue fails to appease the man, he might take his anger out on him if he becomes unhappy.
Hearing Xiao Shuihan's words, his hair stood on end. You're afraid he won't know that I'm the one who put these handcuffs on him.
He subconsciously reached for his keys, his gaze silently fixed on Chu Liyue, carrying a questioning tone.
What's going on? He seems to have been appeased, but the look in his eyes is so chilling.
Chu Liyue raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, then casually looked away.
She's appeased him, what does that have to do with this guy?
Xiao Wujie doesn't get angry easily; he prefers to keep things to himself and process them. She thinks it's good to practice on this guy and relieve her emotions, which is beneficial to her physical and mental health.
Lu Zhufeng, clutching the key, steeled himself and walked toward Xiao Wujie. He intended to hand the key to Chu Liyue, but Chu Liyue turned her head away as if avoiding a plague, refusing to look at him.
He cursed the traitor in his heart for being stabbed, but his face was smiling so broadly that it was hard to look at him directly; it was as if groveling was written all over his head.
He reached out to unlock Xiao Wujie's handcuffs, but Xiao Wujie avoided him, raising an eyebrow and asking calmly:
Who are you?
Lu Zhufeng paused for a moment, then smiled warmly and familiarly: "Me, Xiao Lu, the one you often think about."
Xiao Wujie raised an eyebrow, his gaze cold and unsettling. "How come I don't know of this person?"
Lu Zhufeng smiled ingratiatingly: "You're a busybody, you have a bad memory."
Xiao Wujie nodded and said quietly, "I think so too. My neck hurt a little yesterday, and I forgot a lot of people and things."
Lu Zhufeng's expression fell. Damn it, how come you can't forget this?
Xiao Wujie glanced at him sideways and sneered, "I seem to remember something. I remember you had a loud voice, always shouting and acting all high and mighty. How come you're so subdued now?"
Lu Zhufeng's eye twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I was overcome with primal instincts back then and couldn't control myself..."
Xiao Wujie sneered: "Really? I didn't see that coming from you. You were quite assertive when you locked me up."
Lu Zhufeng got angry, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "You surnamed Xiao, don't push your luck!"
"You have no self-awareness, yet you blame me for cursing you and knocking you unconscious. I was cursing you!"
"So you're turning the tables on me? I quit! I'm done! Nobody can do this job!"
His voice was incredibly loud, echoing throughout the room. Coupled with his tall stature and the look of someone ready to tear up a ransom, he actually possessed a rather intimidating aura.
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the room froze for a few seconds.
Xiao Wujie blinked, a few drops of moisture appearing on his eyes. Then, he lowered his gaze, slowly turned around, and buried his face in Chu Liyue's arms, murmuring softly with a nasal tone:
"He yelled at me again."
Lu Zhufeng's murderous aura froze for a moment, his eyes widening. "He's pulling this trick again?"
He turned around, and everyone looked at him with cold eyes, as if to say that he was sick and had just been comforted, so why couldn't he be a little more considerate of him?
Lu Zhufeng was furious. How could something be wrong with this guy? It seemed like the whole world was at fault except for him.
He stepped forward, grabbed Xiao Wujie's hand, and unlocked the handcuffs.
Feeling utterly depressed, he sat down on the edge of the sofa, looking utterly dejected.
Xiao Wujie slightly raised his head from Chu Liyue's embrace, glancing at him out of the corner of his eye with a hint of a smile, but made no move.
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