【Emperor Chapter 31】Tied Up

Jing Chen's body is no longer what it used to be. Although he looks as thin as a weak scholar, his body under the clothes is wrapped in a layer of muscles, full of hidden strength.

As if he could sense the discomfort of the person under him, he lifted the woman up easily and carried her away from the table.

"Where is the bed?"

Chu Jiao half-closed her eyes and endured the man's constant impact. She raised her naked arm and pointed softly in a direction.

She rented a small room, the first floor was for the shop, and the second floor was for living.

Jing Chen immediately picked her up and walked upstairs effortlessly.

"Ah..."

Chu Jiao climbed onto his shoulders. The posture of the two made the giant thing embed deeper. She bit her lip. The tearing pain at the beginning gradually turned into pleasure, rushing towards her.

The wooden floor seemed to be in disrepair for a long time, and it creaked when stepped on. The weight of the two people stacked together, the creaking sound became louder, making people worry whether it would be transmitted to the outside. Chu Jiao couldn't help but tighten her pussy, sucking Jing Chen so hard that his steps paused.

But he was no longer the impatient boy back then. Although his lust was surging, he still walked steadily until he walked onto the second floor and placed the person on the small wooden bed in the bedroom.

"These two years..." Jing Chen pushed the person down and began to pound violently with his lower body. He thrusted violently, but his hand gently stroked Chu Jiao's cheek, "These two years... I have thought about you all the time..."

"Where have you been... Are you doing well... Are you missing me too..."

However, the strength in his hand increased suddenly, pinching her chin, "I didn't expect that you are living so comfortably in this remote place... Hmm, Dumpling?"

The cold voice was completely different from the grievance just now. Chu Jiao looked up in surprise and found that the young man's eyes were filled with blood red again.

Didn't Master Jiang say that Jing Chen's poison had been cured? What's going on! ?

Chu Jiao raised her hand to touch him, but the man grabbed her wrist in mid-air.

"Achen... what's wrong with you?" Why do you feel like a different person?

"Don't mention that idiot to me!" The words that came out of the man's mouth were shocking, "I'm not him. I can't even keep my own woman!"

"Who are you!?" Chu Jiao struggled to get up, but was pressed hard on the bed by the man.

The person in front of her was clearly someone she had watched grow up, and it was definitely impossible for someone else to pretend to be him. Recalling the words that Master Jiang said before he left, which made her feel a little strange, Chu Jiao had a guess in her mind.

At that time, Master Jiang told her: Jingchen's condition seemed to be a little bit wrong. Sometimes he felt that he was too thoughtful, and sometimes he felt that he was a little naive.

Chu Jiao naturally thought at that time that he was still growing up and his temperament would always change.

But now it seems that it's not that his temperament is changeable, but... but that he has gradually developed another personality in his body!

No wonder he always acts more radically when he gets angry. Master Jiang may have cured his other illnesses, but he still has a heart disease that is incurable.

Chu Jiao felt distressed.

Perhaps it was she who forced this side of the man out.

Living in such an environment since childhood, Jing Chen may have developed two personalities in his body.

One is submissive, gentle and inferior, while the other is fierce, cruel, cold-blooded and ruthless.

Chu Jiao's arrival made Jing Chen feel warmth, and also made both of him indulge in such warmth. The fierce Jing Chen gradually disappeared until Chu Jiao was punished and injured.

He reappeared and took revenge on all those who had hurt her. When Chu Jiao really disappeared, he, who was inferior to her, was devastated. Only then did he gain the upper hand and become the dominant one.

Jing Chen's eyes were red, and he left marks on Chu Jiao's body one after another.

In the end, he tore the bed sheet and tied Chu Jiao's hands to the head of the bed with two strips of cloth.

"Achen, what are you doing?"

Chu Jiao didn't dare to provoke Jing Chen anymore, and didn't resist too much. She just asked softly.

"Huh," Jing Chen licked the corner of his mouth, "of course I'm going to tie you up to prevent you from running around again."

The cowardly crying just now was not something he could do at all. All he wanted to do was to imprison the woman in front of him by his side and never let her go.