Chapter 101 Collar
◎Here is a well-behaved little dog named Xiao Fu. ◎
collar
I originally thought the Cullinan's interior space was large enough.
I never imagined this place would be so small and crowded, the air seemed to be squeezed. Xie Yong raised his eyes to meet mine, and the next second he took the initiative to kiss my lips, displaying all his superb kissing skills in front of another beast.
I felt another pair of hands gripping my waist from behind, and I instinctively straightened up.
Another kiss landed on her neck.
The noble lion and the ferocious wolf seem to be fighting and competing with each other, yet they are excessively gentle with the prey in their palms.
The wolf unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, while the lion, not to be outdone, made a soft sound as his belt rustled as his long penis pierced through.
The prey has nowhere to hide.
The only light inside the car was a dim, almost non-existent light from the ceiling.
My waist was lifted up, and then quickly, it trembled and fell back down.
All the joy, madness, and chaos came to an abrupt end a few hours later, after the car creaked and groaned in the deserted parking lot.
The night was deep, the banquet hall was brightly lit, and melodious music filled the air. The impeccably dressed elites of high society had no idea what was happening there.
...
Back in the apartment, I felt a little unfamiliar with it.
But when Jiang Zhao carried me into the bathroom, Xie Yong had already tested the water temperature and put me in.
I stared in disbelief at the lights that were on throughout the apartment and the room that was still spotless even though I had been gone for a long time.
It seems I've never truly left the area I was kept in captivity. No matter how far I run, someone always tells me it's their hunting ground and there's no way I can escape.
"How did it turn from light pink to pink?" The lion, who had just filled his stomach, suddenly spoke up. His voice was low, lazy, and pleasant, with a sense of satisfied pleasure. His coat had already been thrown into the car, and there was a very conspicuous hickey on his neck.
"What?" I was a little confused, but then his eyes fell on the strawberry, and I immediately understood. I bit my lip.
"Have you said enough?" The wolf, which was about the same size as the lion, finally spoke.
His face was cold, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his slender fingers never stopped, his hand reaching into the water and tightly gripping my leg.
The soft petals only felt slightly cool.
No one wanted to fall behind; her hair was lifted by another hand, and a kiss landed on her neck.
Originally, the bathroom smelled faintly of shower gel, but it was quickly replaced by a more ambiguous scent. Even with my excellent stamina, I couldn't handle two unrestrained beasts at the same time, and many times…
I was carried back to bed. One hand was around my neck, and the other was wrapped around my waist from behind. I drifted off to sleep.
It's insane! I haven't dreamt in a long time, but tonight I dreamt of even more absurd things again in a vivid dream.
...
In the luxurious bedroom, the bed was piled with high-quality velvet quilts. Although the light was not very bright, I could still see a pair of large, cold white hands holding me.
The entire bedroom was shrouded in a quiet, dim light.
I couldn't help but turn my head. The man was completely naked except for a towel around his waist. His well-defined and powerful abs were visible behind my waist.
"You're awake." It was Xie Yong.
He had clearly grown up a lot. Although his confidence and arrogance remained undiminished, Xie Yong in the dream was more composed, sexy, and mature than the Xie Yong I knew.
"I..." I uttered a very low voice, but it was quickly drowned out by Xie Yong's kiss.
I know that in my dream I have no control over myself. I can only hear myself making strange, somewhat erotic and ambiguous sounds, and then telling him intermittently, "...Xie Yong, Jiang Zhao is coming back, you can't!"
"How could you have a child when I didn't know? We've done it so many times, is she mine?" Xie Yong wouldn't listen to a word.
He rolled over, placed me beneath him, took my fingers in his, and clasped our hands together.
I could already hear footsteps at the bedroom door, and I desperately tried to make Xie Yong stop.
He should at least hide! I nudged him, but Xie Yong didn't budge. His confident and composed demeanor made it seem like he was hoping our affair would be exposed so he could take the opportunity to make me and Jiang Zhao divorce immediately.
The bedroom door was suddenly kicked hard.
"Xie Yong, I know you're inside, open the door!"
At the same time, the bedroom doorknob was being twisted frantically. From the man's chillingly cold tone, I could almost tell his mood; he was at the peak of his anger. I had no doubt that Jiang Zhao would kill Xie Yong next.
Unable to bear it any longer, Jiang Zhao kicked the door hard several times. On the last kick, the bedroom door was about to fall off. I lay on the bed, watching in horror as Jiang Zhao walked in with a cold face. His eyes were filled with intense anger. Jiang Zhao rushed up and punched Xie Yong hard.
Xie Yong raised an eyebrow and retorted directly, without any politeness.
"You dare steal my woman?" Jiang Zhao sneered. "You actually dare?"
"What do I have to be afraid of? We're true love, don't you know that?" Xie Yong and Jiang Zhao were locked in a fierce fight. Both of them were regular gym-goers, disciplined and had even studied boxing and outdoor sports. The fight was intense, and I clutched the blanket tightly, completely at a loss for what to do.
"Stop fighting..." My voice was drowned out by the sounds of two crazy men fighting.
I suddenly opened my eyes.
It was already bright outside the window. I didn't know how long I had slept. The extreme exhaustion and bizarre dreams last night left me almost completely drained. I blinked slowly, disliked it, closed my eyes, and opened them again, only to see that I was already wearing a long-sleeved nightgown.
I immediately thought of everything that happened last night, and my scalp tingled.
Are Xie Yong and Jiang Zhao here now? Will they fight again? I quickly got out of bed and went out of the room. To my surprise, the air conditioner was on in the living room, and Jiang Zhao was sitting on my sofa. I couldn't see Xie Yong. For some reason, I felt a little relieved.
Last night must have been a dream... I must be going crazy.
I walked towards Jiang Zhao. I'd always been somewhat afraid of him; he was cold, with a deep, brooding aura, and exuded an air of aristocratic arrogance that kept strangers at bay, not to mention the vast difference in our social status. This was probably the first time I'd gotten close to him since we'd known each other.
He looked up and suddenly pulled me closer.
I sat on Jiang Zhao's lap, and he naturally pulled me into his arms, resting his chin on my shoulder.
"Xie Yong made breakfast, eat up."
My eyes widened, and I immediately turned to look at the restaurant. Sure enough, Xie Yongzheng was looking at the instruction manual, trying to make a fresh latte with the coffee machine I had brought back from Walmart.
“You…” I pushed him, but Jiang Zhao didn’t dodge at all. He just nodded slightly and looked at me. “I allow it.”
"Permission...what?"
“He can be by your side and keep you company when you’re bored,” Jiang Zhao explained calmly.
I stopped abruptly, my body trembling violently, and looked at Xie Yong again.
While I was asleep, these two men, who were originally at odds, seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding. I looked at Jiang Zhao, and his indifferent and calm expression made it impossible for me to tell whether what he said was true or not.
“No,” I shook my head.
This time, it was Xie Yong who spoke up. "This is the result of my discussion with him. I can compromise. In return, I accept the conditions he proposed. I will never disturb you and Yu Xu when you are together. I will also guarantee that he will never know about the relationship between you and me for the rest of his life."
Xie Yong took another step forward. Jiang Zhao held my waist, while Xie Yong pressed down on my shoulders. My heart was pounding, and all I could do was shake my head. "I can't, I can't be with you..."
"Let's try a different approach. What are Xiao Fu's reasons for not accepting it?" Xie Yong asked.
"This is not good; no one will accept our relationship."
Xie Yong smiled and sat down on the sofa as well. Although Jiang Zhao and Xie Yong glanced at each other and then quickly looked away, I still felt that there was a great deal of conflict between them and that they didn't like each other. At this moment, it seemed that they were just trying to maintain peace.
Xie Yong spoke up: "We're not asking anyone to accept our relationship. We're just giving you a good suggestion, Xiao Fu."
He smiled, his eyes brimming with confidence and arrogance.
“Xiao Fu, with my family background and abilities, I will absolutely not let Yu Xu live in the Imperial State. Of course, for me, this is a ceasefire agreement with Jiang Zhao. I am willing to cooperate with him and at the same time create a relatively stable space and freedom for your marriage and your family.”
He is exactly like his parents.
First came the warnings, then the oppression.
I watched silently as Xie Yong raised his hand and stroked my face. He lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, his gaze fixed on me intently: "But I think you can soften your heart and agree to this. Xiao Fu, I love you very much, and I will never let you leave me unless you kill me first."
Then came... the so-called compromise, and his undisguised sincerity.
Xie Yong and Jiang Zhao were pleading with me in the same way. I knew that even if I cried and begged them right now, with tears streaming down my face, they wouldn't let me go. They would just continue to entangle me like this, and I would never be able to be with the boy I truly liked.
Is it relatively peaceful?
My eyelashes slowly drooped down, I bit my lower lip, and I heard my own voice.
"Let me... think about it."
...
"Woof! Woof!"
As soon as I stepped out of the art museum, the Samoyed and Bernese Mountain Dog pounced on me, barking happily and circling around my legs.
The Samoyed even affectionately clung to my leg, and I quickly bent down and patted its head. I thought it was Xie Yong who brought them over to play, but I never expected that the person standing in front of me was still the exquisitely dressed and handsome Ye Fenglin.
"You seem a little disappointed to see it's me." Ye Fenglin stepped forward, and he followed me, rubbing the puppy. The Samoyed stuck out its tongue, its eyes sparkling as it looked at us.
I glanced slightly to the other side. "No, I just heard that Xie Yong's parents seem to have abandoned him, so Bruce is still with you..."
"Haha, I tricked Brother Yong out of it with snacks." Ye Fenglin laughed heartily.
I looked at him in surprise.
Ye Fenglin raised the corners of his lips and glanced down at me. "Otherwise, if it weren't for Bruce, the first thing you would do if you saw me right now would be to stay away from me."
I looked away and squatted down to pet the puppies. "So, why did you bring them to me?"
"I'm taking them to play around here for a while, and I'd like to ask Xiao Fu to come with me," Ye Fenglin invited.
I had nothing to do, and the two puppies were really clingy, so I nodded in agreement. We held the leashes and watched the two puppies curiously looking around. Turning to the side, I suddenly noticed that Ye Fenglin's coat looked a little strange today, completely covering his neck.
Before long, we arrived near the park. The lake was still frozen over, and the snow on the lawn had not completely melted, but the dogs were obviously very excited. Ye Fenglin only untied the leashes when he saw that there was no one around the park.
The puppy happily ran to the lawn and rolled around. A little while later, the Samoyed came over and rubbed its head against me, making the hem of my coat dusty.
"Why are you so naughty? Can't you be a good little dog?" I cupped its head in my hands, and it stuck out its tongue, as if it didn't quite understand.
The puppy rarely gets to come out and play, so I let it out again.
The next second, my hand was suddenly grasped by another cold hand. I was startled and quickly turned my head. Ye Fenglin was smiling at me.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Ye Fenglin smiled and said, "Didn't Xiao Fu want an obedient puppy?"
I pursed my lips and looked up at him. Ye Fenglin skillfully unbuttoned his coat, and I immediately saw the tattoo on his neck, which ran from his neck to the back of his neck. It was somewhat ferocious and completely out of place with his usual willful, reckless, and unpredictable demeanor.
What surprised me even more was that he was wearing a pure black collar around his neck.
The collar was designed to be very elegant, clearly commissioned by someone. It even had a silver ring that resembled a dog leash. It was cold and aloof, and although it was an extremely niche prop, it somehow gave Ye Fenglin a slightly aloof look when worn around his neck. Combined with his top-tier handsome face, it was contradictory yet harmonious.
“Here’s a well-behaved little dog, Xiao Fu.” Ye Fenglin said calmly, then took out a thin, silver “dog leash” from his pocket. It was even his favorite Bulgari brand… My face was burning hot.
Ye Fenglin even lowered his eyes and chuckled softly, handing the "dog leash" to me and saying, "Hang it up, Xiao Fu."
He whispered in my ear, "I'll be your most obedient dog."
[Author's Note]
Everyone's here, everyone's here, everyone ends up being a dog. These last few chapters were really satisfying to write.
How could Lin Jindong, as a lover, be absent?
Dog, mistress, lover, first love, husband—that's how many people were in my once-large family.
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