Chapter 16 Chapter 16 Alternatives
Song Yuqiao caught a glimpse of the panic on Song Jianan's face and suddenly stopped moving. He held the two pieces of paper in front of him and looked at them with his eyes lowered. "Jia Jia, what is this?"
Song Jianan looked at the thin paper in his hand nervously. His throat seemed to be blocked by something. After a long time, he squeezed out a weak voice: "It's my notes. I put them in the book and they fell out."
The two sheets of paper contained two copies of the agreement he had prepared in advance. He had originally planned to wait for Song Yuqiao to sign it after he returned, but he never found the opportunity, so he kept it in his schoolbag.
Song Yuqiao held the agreement in his hand. This was a good opportunity to talk to him.
But his intuition told him that he must not let Song Yuqiao know about the agreement.
"Yeah?"
Song Jianan almost thought that Song Yuqiao could see through the contents of the paper.
Song Yuqiao returned the paper to him.
He breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took it away, and was about to put it back in his schoolbag.
Song Yuqiao said, "I want to see Jiajia's notes. Can you open them for me?"
Song Jianan's body was as stiff as a wooden sculpture, his limbs were numb, and he was unable to follow instructions.
After a while, he slowly thought, can I not open it?
Does the sponsor have the right to ask his lover to show him his study notes?
If he doesn't listen to Song Yuqiao, will Song Yuqiao be angry?
Perhaps because he didn't respond, Song Yuqiao asked again: "Jia Jia, is it not possible?"
Song Jianan slowly released his hand that was holding the zipper, holding the paper in both hands, and the thin paper trembled slightly.
He couldn't disobey Song Yuqiao's words, and he looked scary when he was angry.
Maybe he won't be angry when he sees the agreement. They have this kind of relationship anyway, and it's reasonable for him to sign a sponsorship agreement.
When the folded paper was opened, the three big words "Agreement" appeared prominently.
The distance between Song Yuqiao and Song Jianan was only a few inches. His height advantage and good eyesight allowed him to see the contents of the agreement with just a glance.
A piece of agreement was spread out between the two of them, and the study was silent.
I don't know when it started raining outside the window, and the raindrops hit the window at an angle, making a tapping sound.
Song Jianan's heart was beating fast and he didn't dare to look up at him.
After a long time, he finally heard Song Yuqiao's voice.
"Jia Jia, is this your note?"
His voice was cold and a little hoarse as usual.
Song Jianan didn't hear anything unusual and felt vaguely relieved.
But he still felt guilty, lowering his head even lower, and carefully defended himself: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you. I... can you sign it? We should sign an agreement. If you feel there is anything inappropriate, you can modify it..."
At the end of his speech, his voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.
Song Yuqiao listened to him patiently, his tone calm and easygoing: "Jia Jia, what's written on it? Can you read it to me?"
If Song Jianan raised his head and took a look, he would see the darkness hidden in Song Yuqiao's eyes, which was completely different from the coldness, rationality and calmness he appeared to be.
But Song Jianan didn't look up. He looked at the agreement with some embarrassment.
Reading it out...is not very good...
Lover relationship, maintenance agreement... these are all shameful words...
Can't Song Yuqiao look at it himself?
He didn't move, and Song Yuqiao didn't move either. He didn't urge him, but just remained in a silent stalemate.
Song Jianan couldn't stand this weird atmosphere, so he moved his lips and tried to compromise.
But he heard Song Yuqiao order him in a cold tone: "Jia Jia, read it out."
Song Jianan shuddered, and the thin paper fell from his fingertips, floating down, but was picked up again and put back into his hand.
"read."
Just one word, cold and light.
But it was so heavy that Song Jianan's hands and feet became weak, his body trembled constantly, and the thin paper shook with it.
With a plop, tears dripped onto the black characters, wetting the paper.
Song Jianan's voice trembled with a hint of sobs: "Agreement...Party A Song Yuqiao...Party B Song Jianan..."
"Parties A and B have reached the following agreement: First, Party A and Party B will maintain a lover relationship for a period of one year..."
“…give priority to meeting Party A’s needs and actively maintain the relationship between the two parties…”
"go out!"
Song Yuqiao suddenly shouted sharply.
Song Jianan clenched the paper, his shoulders trembling, and then he realized what he said. He shrank back but quickly picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave.
"Leave the agreement."
Song Yuqiao stared at him with a pair of icy eyes and said coldly.
Song Jianan didn't dare to look at him. He obediently put it on the desk, took a few quick steps, and then jogged out of the study.
Song Yuqiao sat in the study for a long time.
The rain was still dripping outside the window, and the dark night was immersed in thick humidity. Through a layer of transparent glass, the dampness stained Song Yuqiao's eyebrows.
The white light made his face look pale, and his tall body looked a little disheveled, as if the heavy rain outside the window was falling on him.
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Song Jianan returned to the guest bedroom and tossed and turned in bed. Chaotic emotions were tangled in his heart, making him unable to sort out the confusion and feeling uncomfortable.
Whether he opened his eyes or closed them, Song Yuqiao's cold and ruthless voice filled his ears, wrapping around him like a nightmare, making him suffocate.
After a long time, he was finally too sleepy and tired, and fell into a deep sleep under the hypnotic sound of the rain.
…
In the dark room, low gasps sounded like thunder.
Song Jianan opened his eyes in a daze, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he was frightened by the figure above him and broke out in a cold sweat. He struggled violently with his hands and feet, but was held down by his slender waist.
No matter how he struggled, the man on his body remained unmoved and continued regardless.
It was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see where I was or who that person was. I could only see a vague outline and feel the strength and violent movements of his palm.
The fear was infinitely magnified in the dark environment. Song Jianan was almost unable to think, and was left with only helplessness and despair that he could not escape.
As a sudden rain pounded against the window, he broke down and cried.
"Who…are you?"
Perhaps because he was crying so hard, the man paused, slowed down, and leaned over to lick away the tears from the corners of his eyes.
A familiar cold voice rang out in the darkness: "Who does Jiajia think I am?"
Song Jianan's frightened sanity gradually returned. He stared blankly at the tall silhouette in the darkness, not bothering to think about the meaning of Song Yuqiao's words. A deep sense of grievance and fear surged in his heart.
The crying stopped for a moment, then burst into tears.
The body above stiffened for a moment.
Then, Song Yuqiao kissed Song Jianan's lips hard, and her crying disappeared completely in the fierce kiss.
Song Jianan's body was shaking slightly, tears flowed down his cheeks onto the pillow, and soon it was wet.
He couldn't see Song Yuqiao, but was involved in a completely predatory affair brought about by Song Yuqiao, which was devoid of any tenderness.
Unable to resist, unable to hide.
He didn't know when it started, nor could he decide when it would end.
His body does not belong to him, Song Yuqiao decides his fate.
The feeling of completely losing the initiative is not pleasant. Even though Song Jianan has never taken the initiative before, he has regretted it several times, regretting climbing into Song Yuqiao's bed.
Sometimes he would have an illusion that he would be killed by Song Yuqiao in bed. At this time, the panic in his heart became more intense and his body seemed to react more sensitively.
Darkness not only breeds fear, but also desire.
Song Yuqiao seemed to like his sensitivity. The more panicked he was, the more excited Song Yuqiao became. He even disregarded everything and forgot to restrain himself. Or maybe he didn't even think about restraining himself. In short, he bit Song Jianan's neck.
The strong ice pheromone flowed wildly in the blood, violently and madly colliding with it, causing waves of pain that almost made people faint.
Song Jianan's consciousness was teetering on the edge of coma, his nails digging deep into the flesh of Song Yuqiao's back.
The sharp pain spread through each other's bodies, and the same bright red blood flowed, blending in the thick darkness.
"pain……"
Song Jianan uttered a weak syllable with difficulty.
The canine teeth dug deeper into the back of the neck.
The body convulsed.
Before he lost consciousness, he vaguely thought that he was an Omega and could accept the behavior of forming a knot in the Alpha's body.
He couldn't remember how many times he woke up and how many times he passed out.
He only vaguely remembered that the rain outside the window was very heavy, clattering, and endless.
He felt like a weed in a garden, mercilessly broken by the pouring rain, lying in the mud, its leaves and stems soaked to the point of rotting.
The person who broke him asked in a cold tone, mixed with a hint of gnashing teeth and resentment: "Jia Jia, do you think there is anyone else like me..."
He whispered two unbearable words in her ear.
Song Jianan's eyes widened suddenly, and he murmured in disbelief: "What did you say?"
Song Yuqiao bit his earlobe and repeated it.
Song Jianan struggled to understand what he said, but felt that he was too stupid to understand what he wanted to say.
He only heard a hint of anger and unwillingness in Song Yuqiao's tone.
He didn't know what to answer, and soon his attention returned to the pain, and he frowned in the darkness.
Song Yuqiao refused to let him go, "Jia Jia doesn't want to say it, so let me guess what options Jia Jia has in mind."
"Cheng Feng, the eldest son of the Cheng family, right? Young and promising, handsome and romantic, generous to his lovers, never messing around. He even held you in his arms when you were little..."
Song Jianan didn't understand what he was saying: "What is the eldest son of the Cheng family?"
"Guessed wrong? Then what about the next one, Liang Hanyu..."
Song Yuqiao listed a dozen or so well-known figures in Yunjing's top circles in one breath. As he spoke, his tone became increasingly cold, and even carried a hint of hostility.
His already ungentle movements became more intense, like a punishment.
Song Jianan couldn't even hear what he said. He only heard Song Yuqiao asking over and over again: "In Jiajia's heart, are they better than me? Are they more suitable to be Jiajia's financial backer than me? If I don't sign the agreement, will you go to them?"
Song Jianan was just stunned at first, then pain and humiliation surged up at once, wrapping him tightly and plunging him into endless darkness.
But under Song Yuqiao's repeated questioning, he had to answer again and again: "No, no."
Song Yuqiao didn't believe it, but kept asking him.
He was so tired, his body gradually became numb, his tears dried up, boredom filled his mind, and even the grievance and sadness faded a little.
He wondered why he didn't choose one of the people Song Yuqiao mentioned?
No matter who I follow, it won’t be worse than it is now.
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