[Desire leads to little pleasure] (35-79)

Author: Bingxue Yimeng Word Count: 102824 Thread: thread-9206336-1-1.
35. Baili Jing, are you kissing me?
Baili Jing was busy in the kitchen. Chu Ruofeng leaned against the kitchen doorway watching. Baili Jing's clean, distinct fingers were constantly moving, and the reddened finger stood out conspicuously among her fair fingers, making Chu Ruofeng very unhappy and finding it extremely irritating.
"Do you have any ointment?" Chu Ruofeng asked, leaning against the door.
"What kind of ointment?" Baili Jing asked while cooking noodles.
"For reducing swelling." Chu Ruofeng thought for a moment, "For burns."
Hearing this, Baili Jing unconsciously slowed down her noodle-cooking movements, pausing for a moment, "There's some in the cabinet next to the TV." What did Chu Ruofeng need that for? Baili Jing, who had a rather poor impression of Chu Ruofeng, never expected that Chu Ruofeng was concerned about her.
Following Baili Jing's instructions, Chu Ruofeng found the ointment in the cabinet next to the TV in the living room. Holding the ointment, he went into the kitchen. Baili Jing was turning off the stove and emptying the noodles from the pot.
"It's done." Baili Jing took out a pair of chopsticks and placed them on the bowl. After finishing, she planned to leave the kitchen and wait for Chu Ruofeng to finish eating before she ate herself.
As she passed Chu Ruofeng, her hand was unexpectedly grabbed. Baili Jing said with slight panic, "What are you doing?"
Because he needed to unscrew the ointment, Chu Ruofeng had to let go of Baili Jing's hand. "Hold your hand out properly."
"Huh?" Baili Jing didn't know what he was doing and hesitantly held out her hand. "Chu Ruofeng, the noodles are ready." Baili Jing tried to distract him.
Chu Ruofeng didn't even lift his eyelids. He unscrewed the ointment and evenly applied it to Baili Jing's burned fingers, then gently rubbed them.
Baili Jing's heart fluttered slightly. What was wrong with Chu Ruofeng? This tenderness from him made her very uncomfortable.
"Does it hurt?" Chu Ruofeng asked.
"Not really," Baili Jing shook her head. "I could endure anything that hurt more than this."
"I really didn't realize you could endure so much?" Chu Ruofeng looked up, suddenly chuckled, and teased, "I wonder who was crying and screaming under me, saying they couldn't take it? Hmm?"
Chu Ruofeng's smile was captivating. If it weren't for those vulgar words, Baili Jing would almost have been mesmerized. For a moment, Baili Jing felt that Chu Ruofeng's smile was somewhat similar to Luo Shaoyan's, but only when Chu Ruofeng smiled tenderly. At this moment, Chu Ruofeng was the normal Chu Ruofeng, the one who liked to mock him, tease him, and say vulgar things to provoke him.
Faced with Chu Ruofeng's question, Baili Jing remained silent. The question was so offensive, it felt like a reminder of his betrayal of Luo Shaoyan, and the unavoidable pleasure he had endured under Chu Ruofeng's body time and time again, causing him immense pain.
Baili Jing's expression changed, and the ointment had already been applied to his fingers. Chu Ruofeng, focused on Baili Jing's wound, didn't notice his change in demeanor. He handed the ointment to Baili Jing, saying, "Keep it safe. I'm going to eat noodles." With that, Chu Ruofeng, his stomach growling with hunger, went into the kitchen.
Baili Jing, clutching the ointment, watched Chu Ruofeng leisurely pick up his chopsticks and eat noodles. A lump formed in his throat. How could he possibly end things with Chu Ruofeng?
Chu Ruofeng took a bite of noodles, then suddenly looked up at Baili Jing, who was still standing frozen in the kitchen doorway. "By the way, aren't you going to say thank you?" Chu Ruofeng blurted out this unexpected question.
"Thank you," Baili Jing said reluctantly, lowering her head without looking at him.
Chu Ruofeng was somewhat dissatisfied with Baili Jing's attitude, raising an eyebrow and teasingly saying, "Just a thank you?"
Baili Jing was initially taken aback, then immediately looked up at him. Thinking about it, it made sense; someone as purposeful as Chu Ruofeng wouldn't do something for no reason.
Seeing Baili Jing's dazed expression, Chu Ruofeng knew she had misunderstood again, but he was too lazy to explain. He continued to tease her in a flirtatious tone, "Don't just talk the talk, don't walk the walk."
"Yes," Baili Jing thought for a moment, gently biting her lower lip, slowly approaching Chu Ruofeng, giving him a light, fleeting kiss on the lips, then quickly pulling away.
Chu Ruofeng raised an eyebrow, leaving Baili Jing unable to tell whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied with her action.
Chu Ruofeng was surprised, not expecting Baili Jing to kiss him first, just like when he had given her oral sex in the bathroom when they first met. However, this surprise was only momentary. Chu Ruofeng quickly regained his composure, smiling calmly as he looked at Baili Jing's rosy lips, her face showing a reluctant expression, with a hint of pitifulness. He would make Baili Jing regret kissing him.
Chu Ruofeng didn't speak, only smiled, a strange smile. Baili Jing didn't understand what he was laughing at. "What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing." Chu Ruofeng's smile faded, and he continued eating his noodles, then remembered that Baili Jing, like him, hadn't eaten anything. "Aren't you hungry?"
"I'll eat later," Baili Jing replied.
"Eat with me." The familiar commanding tone, mixed with a faint hint of concern.
Baili Jing had been hungry since earlier, and hearing Chu Ruofeng's command, she didn't care whether she refused or not. Baili Jing ladled out a bowl of noodles and sat down opposite Chu Ruofeng, burying his head in his food.
As he ate, he made occasional slurping sounds. Having been hungry for a long time, he quickly ate half the bowl, and the hunger subsided considerably.
"The taste is a bit bland," Chu Ruofeng, accustomed to fine dining, complained.
"Oh," Baili Jing thought to himself, "I'm glad there's anything to eat. Maybe they didn't put in enough salt."
"The noodles aren't springy enough," Chu Ruofeng raised an eyebrow, continuing to criticize.
"This is all we have at home." Take it or leave it, Baili Jing said patiently.
"The vegetables inside aren't cooked through," Chu Ruofeng said, frowning as he picked up a piece of cabbage, put it in his mouth, and said.
"Really?" Baili Jing picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in her mouth, saying nonchalantly, "I think it's just right."
After a few bites, Chu Ruofeng put down his chopsticks and said disdainfully, "It's not good."
Baili Jing suppressed the urge to curse, "There's nothing else, this is all we have at home." This was the first time someone had complained about his cooking.
Chu Ruofeng's words only made her angrier, and with a smug smile, he said, "Go downstairs to the supermarket and buy some food."
"I don't want to go." Baili Jing was already almost full and too lazy to go downstairs to buy anything. Besides, Chu Ruofeng's attitude was really infuriating. Did he think this was the Chu family's residence? That he could have whatever he wanted?
"Buy some tea eggs, and some milk and stuff." Chu Ruofeng completely ignored Baili Jing's wishes and gave orders, "Also buy some frozen dumplings and stuff, and see if there are any other stores nearby that sell hot drinks."
Baili Jing became angrier the more she heard this! Chu Ruofeng clearly believed that Baili Jing would definitely compromise. Leaving Baili Jing in the kitchen, Chu Ruofeng went to the living room, sat on the sofa, and watched TV. He switched to a channel that interested him and slowly called out to the kitchen, "Half an hour should be enough for you." His tone was full of smiles, deliberately putting pressure on Baili Jing and making her feel a sense of urgency. Chu Ruofeng chuckled inwardly; he didn't believe that Baili Jing would remain unmoved.
Half an hour? Baili Jing jumped up and ran into the bedroom to change. Winter nights were such a hassle. Reluctantly, she put on a sweater, then a thick coat, and glanced at her watch—twenty-five minutes left. Leaving the bedroom, Baili Jing gave Chu Ruofeng a disgruntled look, then pulled up her collar and went out.
36. Little wildcat, are you really ignoring me?
With a creak, the door closed softly. Chu Ruofeng sat alone on the sofa watching a program. He was dressed very lightly, just in a bathrobe. After a while, Chu Ruofeng felt a chill and suddenly frowned, realizing the room wasn't heated. No wonder it felt so cold as soon as he entered.
Chu Ruofeng noticed a wall-mounted air conditioner on the living room wall, but he couldn't find the remote. He rummaged through the drawers, each one meticulously organized, everything neatly arranged. It seemed Baili Jing was quite thrifty. Chu Ruofeng smiled inwardly, closed one drawer, and opened the next.
A photo caught his eye—a picture of Baili Jing and Luo Shaoyan in an amusement park setting. Baili Jing was smiling broadly, while Luo Shaoyan's smile seemed less cheerful, a hint of resignation on his face. The photo clearly showed the owner's affection; it was framed beautifully.
Chu Ruofeng stared at the photo for a while, finding it increasingly amusing. Luo Shaoyan's expression was comical: his brows furrowed, eyes half-closed, his gaze not on the camera, but rather on Baili Jing with his arms crossed, as if complaining about something. Baili Jing looked relaxed, seemingly unconcerned about Luo Shaoyan's anger, and smiled as she pointed to the Ferris wheel beside her.
Chu Ruofeng guessed that Baili Jing had probably dragged Luo Shaoyan to the amusement park to ride the Ferris wheel, but Luo Shaoyan was reluctant. Thinking of this, Chu Ruofeng couldn't help but chuckle at Luo Shaoyan's grumpy expression. The photo was dated 2007/6/18 in the lower corner. Chu Ruofeng put the photo back exactly as it was, stroking his chin. It turned out to be taken three years ago, when Luo Shaoyan had just met Baili Jing. Recalling the Baili Jing in the photo, she was very different from the Baili Jing of now. It was easy to see that the current Baili Jing was timid and submissive towards Luo Shaoyan; even a sneeze from Luo Shaoyan would probably startle her.
Was Baili Jing unhappy with Luo Shaoyan? A question suddenly flashed through Chu Ruofeng's mind: when investigating Baili Jing, he only investigated Baili Jing herself, not Luo Shaoyan.
A desire to investigate Baili Jing and Luo Shaoyan's private life arose in Chu Ruofeng's heart. He picked up his phone from his suit pocket, quickly dialed a number, and said concisely, "Investigate Luo Shaoyan's private life over the past three years." He hung up immediately after speaking. Casually
placing the phone on the table, Chu Ruofeng didn't forget his purpose and continued searching for the air conditioner remote. Finally, he found it in a small drawer in the corner of the living room.
Facing the air conditioner, Chu Ruofeng pressed the remote. With a "beep," the air conditioner turned on. Chu Ruofeng sat back down on the sofa to watch TV. The clock on the wall showed 1:45. If he remembered correctly, Baili Jing left at 1:20; she should be back soon.
On the street, the cold wind blew incessantly. Although Baili Jing had dressed warmly, her face was still flushed red from the cold wind. Baili Jing carried the bag of things Chu Ruofeng had asked him to buy in his left hand, his right hand tucked into his coat pocket. He walked along, grumbling about Chu Ruofeng. Winter was already cold, but it was even colder at night, especially in the middle of the night. He searched for a long time before finally finding a shop that wasn't closed in an inconspicuous corner across from his
house and buying a hot drink. He exhaled, his breath instantly turning into a puff of white mist in the cold night. So cold! Baili Jing quickened his pace. On the empty, desolate street, Baili Jing's lonely figure hurried towards home. Reaching out of his right pocket, Baili Jing checked his watch; there were still five minutes left until the time Chu Ruofeng had set. "
That annoying guy!" Baili Jing cursed inwardly, his already quickened pace turning into a jog. Chu Ruofeng had many tricks up his sleeve, and many chaotic ideas; Baili Jing really couldn't afford to be late.
Baili Jing hurried home. Seeing Baili Jing just entering the door, Chu Ruofeng said in a smug tone, "You're one minute and twenty-eight seconds late."
Was he really late after all? Baili Jing thought sullenly, putting all the things she was carrying on the table. "It's too late, many shops are closed. I searched for a long time before I could find the hot drink you wanted."
"Are you complaining?" Chu Ruofeng asked with a chuckle.
"No." Even if he were complaining, he wouldn't dare say it directly.
"But that's what I saw in your expression." How could he not see through Baili Jing's little thoughts? Chu Ruofeng untied the shopping bag, took out a hot milk tea, took a sip, and looking at Baili Jing's travel-worn appearance, couldn't help but tease her, "More exercise is good for your health."
Exercise? Baili Jing thought disdainfully, what else does Chu Ruofeng know besides bedroom exercises? She took off her coat, rubbed her frozen hands, too lazy to argue with Chu Ruofeng, arguing with him would be pointless. The temperature in the room was set very comfortably by Chu Ruofeng, and Baili Jing felt warm. Was Chu Ruofeng turning on the heater?
"You turned on the heater?" Baili Jing asked uncertainly. He had put the remote away; Chu Ruofeng probably didn't know where it was.
"Is there a problem?" Chu Ruofeng sipped his milk tea, then took out a bag of frozen dumplings from his bag and ordered, "Go cook these."
"You went through my drawers?" Baili Jing frowned, standing still.
"Yes." Chu Ruofeng readily admitted, thinking it was no big deal.
"Chu Ruofeng!" Baili Jing was furious. "How dare you go through my things like that?"
"Is it not allowed?" Chu Ruofeng said nonchalantly, teasingly, "Are you afraid I'll steal your things? What a joke."
Baili Jing's face flushed with anger. True, there wasn't much of value in his house that anyone could steal, especially not from a rich young master like Chu Ruofeng, but that didn't mean he could just go through his things.
"I'm not cooking!" Baili Jing stormed into the bedroom. "Make it yourself if you want to eat." Without waiting for Chu Ruofeng's reaction, he slammed the bedroom door shut and collapsed onto the bed—it was so much more comfortable there.
Baili Jing opened his eyes, sat up, and prepared to take off his sweater when a bag of frozen dumplings flew onto his bed, landing right in front of him.
"Go cook it!" Chu Ruofeng stood in the bedroom doorway, holding a cup of milk tea, watching him mockingly.
Baili Jing continued taking off his sweater, completely ignoring him. He was at his wit's end. He didn't care what Chu Ruofeng did; he had given in again and again, only to be further taken advantage of.
"I told you to cook it!" Chu Ruofeng repeated. If Baili Jing still wouldn't compromise, he wouldn't hesitate to use other methods, even if they were somewhat 'lowbrow'.
Baili Jing ignored him, already changed into his pajamas, and crawled into bed.
Chu Ruofeng frowned repeatedly. It seemed this little wildcat was serious this time. She seemed determined to ignore him. "Baili Jing." Chu Ruofeng walked to the bedside, lifted the covers, and smiled slyly. "You really aren't going to the kitchen?"
"No." Baili Jing resolutely refused.
"I'm hungry." Chu Ruofeng lowered his head and kissed Baili Jing's ear a few times, then pressed him down on the bed, looking him in the eye. "If you insist on not going, then I'll have to fill my stomach in my own way." As he spoke, Chu Ruofeng slipped one hand under Baili Jing's pajamas, teasing and touching him.
"No!" Baili Jing pressed down on the hand sliding under his clothes. "Chu Ruofeng, what do you mean?"
"Just what I mean." Chu Ruofeng said with a smile, as if it were perfectly natural. "I'm hungry."
"Okay! Okay!" Baili Jing pushed Chu Ruofeng away, gritting her teeth reluctantly, "I'll go cook dumplings for you!"
"Alright!" Chu Ruofeng smiled smugly, then slowly walked back to the living room, "Hurry up."
"Okay!" Baili Jing got out of bed, grabbed some frozen dumplings, and went to cook dumplings for Chu Ruofeng.
While boiling water in the kitchen, Baili Jing couldn't help but cast a resentful glance at Chu Ruofeng, who was lounging in the living room, drinking milk tea and watching TV. How annoying!
Chu Ruofeng, who was watching TV, felt Baili Jing's gaze, then looked up and gave her a leisurely smile, "Hurry up and cook them. If you don't cook them well, you can slowly reheat them all night until I'm satisfied."
Go to hell! Who cares about you! Baili Jing cursed inwardly, hoping he'd eat himself to death, choking on a single dumpling! She couldn't help but add a bunch more dumplings to the pot, hoping he wouldn't choke, but he'd stuff himself to death!
37. Go for it, defeat that vixen! After serving Chu Ruofeng dumplings, Baili Jing was finally allowed to go to sleep. Before falling asleep, Chu Ruofeng sat at the computer desk surfing the internet, while Baili Jing lay in bed. They were each doing their own thing in the bedroom. Whenever Chu Ruofeng was around, Baili Jing felt inexplicably oppressed and repressed. She opened a drawer and took two sleeping pills. Baili Jing lay down under the covers, her eyes involuntarily fixed on Chu Ruofeng's back. Compared to usual, Chu Ruofeng's harassment today was nothing compared to the bigger picture. Unfortunately, Baili Jing didn't bother to compare which day Chu Ruofeng was kind to her and which day she wasn't.
Baili Jing slowly fell asleep, while Chu Ruofeng remained online. After a long time, he finally turned off the computer. He decided to treat today as a day of rest; he could deal with other things later. Chu Ruofeng lay down beside Baili Jing, glanced at the clock—it was almost three o'clock. Chu Zihan had gone on her honeymoon, and all the affairs of the Chu Group had suddenly fallen on his shoulders. He had a meeting tomorrow, and he'd have to listen to reports from his subordinates. So much to do, so troublesome! Chu Ruofeng rubbed his eyes helplessly, closed them, and soon fell asleep as well.
A rare rest, no need to get up early, and thanks to the sleeping pills Baili Jing had taken, he slept very late, not waking until almost noon. His pillow was empty. Baili Jing brushed his teeth, washed his face, and walked around the room, finally confirming that Chu Ruofeng had left. His mood gradually lightened. He cooked some leftover frozen dumplings from the previous night for lunch. After eating, Baili Jing lazily curled up back in bed and read a book.
The novel in his hand was a BL novel lent to him by a female office worker. Ever since Luo Shaoyan caught him reading a novel, Baili Jing had insisted on returning them to the female employees, but they refused to accept them, insisting that Baili Jing finish reading them all before returning them. However, Baili Jing was too embarrassed to leave the novels at the company, let alone read such things there, so he took them home.
This particular novel was Mi Yang's "Whom Do I Ride the Snake?" Baili Jing was idly flipping through it, and when he came across the restricted chapters, he didn't feel the same embarrassment he had felt when Chu Ruofeng made him furious. Although he was still dressed, the shame kept surging up.
"Pervert?" Chu Ruofeng traced his fingers along the seam of Baili Jing's pants, running his fingers over his perineum before vigorously rubbing his genitals. Soon, his own erection was aroused
. "You seem to be enjoying it, don't you?" "Then at least draw the curtains, right?" Baili Jing stared out the window, his face flushed with embarrassment, angrily wriggling against Chu Ruofeng.
"Then tell me, who was crying and begging me to have sex with them?" Chu Ruofeng's left hand gripped Baili Jing's waist tightly, his head tilted slightly as he gently nibbled at his snow-white neck, while his right hand kneaded his groin. "Who made you feel like you were dying?"
"You're crazy!" He had told Chu Ruofeng to draw the curtains, and Chu Ruofeng was talking to him like this! "I told you to draw the curtains, didn't you hear me!" He was afraid of being seen, but Baili Jing firmly insisted on his own opinion. He wouldn't be foolish enough to plead with Chu Ruofeng again; that would only provoke Chu Ruofeng to become even more primal.
"Then answer me first." Chu Ruofeng simply unbuckled Baili Jing's belt, then pulled down the zipper, and reached into his pants, his fingers constantly caressing and teasing his aroused member.
"Ugh...you...you..." Baili Jing closed his eyes in embarrassment as his sensitive area was slapped. "You bastard..." Baili Jing kept resisting, but because he was in the company, he didn't dare to make too much noise.
"Why won't you say anything?" Chu Ruofeng continued teasing Baili Jing's crotch, certain that Baili Jing wouldn't dare make a sound in the company. His hands, wrapped around his waist, darted upwards, unbuttoning his cashmere vest. He said with a hint of mockery, "You say no, but aren't you already this excited down there?"
"No…" Baili Jing was utterly ashamed. "It's not like that."
"You still haven't answered me, who made you feel so good?" Unbuttoning the vest, Chu Ruofeng prepared to unbutton the shirt underneath. Baili Jing defensively covered his chest, refusing to let Chu Ruofeng remove his last layer of clothing.
"Don't cover up." Chu Ruofeng forcefully pulled down his hands, unbuttoning the shirt button by button until Baili Jing's fair chest was exposed to the air.
With her clothes disheveled and large expanses of skin exposed, Baili Jing's eyes reddened with embarrassment and anger as she cried out, "Chu Ruofeng...you big bastard...don't touch me if you don't close the curtains!..."
"Sure." Chu Ruofeng chuckled, "Then answer my question first."
"I don't want to answer your shameful questions!" Baili Jing shook her head, refusing to answer.
"Heh..." Chu Ruofeng chuckled, lightly flicking her exposed nipple with his finger, causing Baili Jing's sensitive body to tremble involuntarily. She threatened, "Then don't close the curtains." "
If you don't close the curtains, don't expect me to let you touch me!" Baili Jing didn't back down at all and began to threaten Chu Ruofeng
in return. "Are you threatening me?" Although Chu Ruofeng didn't take Baili Jing's threats seriously at all, the way the little wildcat was showing her power was so cute that he couldn't help but giggle. "
Hmph!" Baili Jing's attitude was firm, clearly indicating that she wouldn't cooperate unless Chu Ruofeng closed the curtains.
Chu Ruofeng smiled and thought for a moment before ordering, "Go, go close the blinds. But you'd better cooperate obediently later."
39. Paying back with your body? (h)
After Baili Jing closed the blinds, he was somewhat reluctant to turn around and face Chu Ruofeng. Seeing Baili Jing standing in front of the window, Chu Ruofeng chuckled softly, "Didn't want to come over because you were pulling the blinds? Hmm?"
Unable to escape Chu Ruofeng, Baili Jing could only slowly turn around, only to see Chu Ruofeng stand up from the leather chair and walk towards him. This time, Chu Ruofeng pressed him against the window, reached out and cupped Baili Jing's face before forcefully kissing him.
"Hmm..." Baili Jing was a little stunned at first, not reacting, his eyes wide as he stared at Chu Ruofeng's lips pressing against his own, "Mmm... Hmm..." Chu Ruofeng's tongue pried open his teeth, licking and sliding over the inside of his mouth and every gap between his teeth. Chu Ruofeng's taste was very different from Luo Shaoyan's.
Luo Shaoyan's scent always carried a faint hint of menthol, which even those who disliked the smell of smoke wouldn't find offensive. Furthermore, Luo Shaoyan didn't drink much, so the taste in his mouth was simple, pure, and uncomplicated.
Conversely, Chu Ruofeng's scent was complex, leaving Baili Jing confused. Because he didn't know which brand of cigarettes Chu Ruofeng smoked, he couldn't quite describe the taste of his breath. There was an unidentified smoky flavor mixed with a trace of alcohol. Therefore, compared to Luo Shaoyan, Chu Ruofeng's scent, like the man himself, was unpredictable.
Having grown accustomed to Luo Shaoyan's scent, Baili Jing found Chu Ruofeng's scent somewhat unfamiliar. Coupled with Chu Ruofeng's mischievousness, this made Baili Jing very uncomfortable. However, he had to admit that Chu Ruofeng's kissing skills were in no way inferior to Luo Shaoyan's. He had experienced this firsthand on their night of April 19th, and it had even captivated him to a degree.
Chu Ruofeng kissed Baili Jing while caressing his nipples. The trembling nipples hardened with his touch. Noticing the sensitive change under his fingers, Chu Ruofeng released Baili Jing's lips, looked down at the nipples blooming beautifully in his hands, and began to knead them even more wantonly, chuckling, "Look, how cute they are, how beautifully they bloom, and how hard they've become."
"Mmm..." Baili Jing was pressed tightly against the window, trying to keep his voice down, his clothes disheveled, with nowhere to escape. Moreover, the lounge was right next to the corridor, where people could easily pass by, and even with the curtains drawn, they might still hear what was happening inside.
Compared to the nervous and flustered Baili Jing, Chu Ruofeng was obviously less restrained, completely unconcerned, continuing to ravage Baili Jing, pressing closer to his body, enveloping his trembling nipples with his hot lips and tongue, sucking hard, one hand pressing firmly on Baili Jing's shoulder to prevent him from escaping, the other hand kneading the other nipple.
"Ugh..." Baili Jing bit her lip tightly, slowly sinking into Chu Ruofeng's skillful teasing.
Hearing Baili Jing's moans, Chu Ruofeng smiled smugly, "You look much more lively and beautiful when you're excited than usual."
"Ah..." Under the combined caress of Chu Ruofeng's lips, teeth, and hands, Baili Jing's breathing quickened.
"Why didn't you go to work yesterday?" Chu Ruofeng asked softly, continuing to play with her tender nipples.
"I... ah... I... I'm not feeling well..." Baili Jing's head involuntarily tilted back until it hit the shutters and she couldn't lean back any further.
"What's wrong?" Chu Ruofeng asked while teasing Baili Jing, noticing her pale appearance, as if she had been unwell for some time.
"Just a little cold... nothing..." Baili Jing didn't mention taking sleeping pills or painkillers.
"So careless about keeping warm?" Chu Ruofeng chuckled knowingly. "I've heard that people who catch colds easily have weak constitutions. Looks like you need to exercise more." What seemed like a casual, concerned remark was twisted into something incredibly suggestive and lewd by Chu Ruofeng.
Chu Ruofeng always had a knack for leaving Baili Jing speechless.
"Don't think I don't know what you and Luo Shaoyan did just because you don't say anything," Chu Ruofeng bluntly stated. "That night at the banquet, you two spent the whole night in the lounge, didn't you?"
Baili Jing looked up at the snow-white ceiling, his vision blurred. It seemed Chu Ruofeng had been deceiving him all along. His warnings about not going to the market were just a pretext; he was subtly warning him. Baili Jing felt incredibly stupid, so stupid that he hadn't even grasped the hidden meaning in Chu Ruofeng's words the day before yesterday. Now, thinking back, Chu Ruofeng had probably tested him several times that day, and he hadn't told the truth.
It's truly a record that Chu Ruofeng has been able to endure until now before finally snapping. So now, should he thank Chu Ruofeng for his magnanimity, for patiently holding back for two days before confronting him?
"Baili Jing, I told you a long time ago not to ruin my sister and Luo Shaoyan's family. Not only did you not listen, but you also did such a despicable thing on your wedding night. Are you trying to openly provoke the Chu family?" Chu Ruofeng forcefully pulled on the nipple under his fingers, bringing Baili Jing wave after wave of sensory shivers. "You did such a vile thing, and now I only want your body to repay you. Do you think that's too much?"
"No...no..." Baili Jing trembled, gritting his teeth and lowering his voice. He was truly forced speechless by Chu Ruofeng. Speaking of this matter, he and Luo Shaoyan had indeed gone too far. After all, it was Chu Zihan's wedding night.
"That's good then." Hearing Baili Jing's barely audible voice, Chu Ruofeng continued pressuringly, "Is there anything else you're worried about?"
"No..." The sound of high heels clicking on the floor tiles echoed outside the window. Baili Jing hurriedly covered his mouth to prevent anyone passing by from hearing anything.
"Fine, then I'll believe you're not." Chu Ruofeng removed Baili Jing's hand from his lips and silenced his trembling lips with a kiss. If Baili Jing was so afraid of being seen and cared so much about what others thought of him… Chu Ruofeng thought to himself, this must be one of Baili Jing's weaknesses.
"Mmm…" A soft moan escaped Baili Jing's lips as the clicking footsteps outside faded into the distance. The teasing continued, Baili Jing's body trembling with pleasure, his back pressing tightly against the blinds, almost sliding down as if unable to withstand the teasing.
Chu Ruofeng's fingers slipped inside his pants, bypassing his male desire, and reached for the folds between his buttocks. With a slight push, a finger squeezed in, the highly elastic passage tightly gripping his finger, tightening slightly with each movement. Just one finger was enough to feel such tightness; imagine the throbbing member! The sensation was almost unbearable.
The finger's teasing and caressing made the passage slightly wet. Each time he withdrew, only a tiny tip remained inside before re-inserting. The walls of the vagina held him tightly as he fully entered, as if reluctant to let go, making Chu Ruofeng's movements slightly awkward.
"Ugh..." Baili Jing pressed against the window, letting Chu Ruofeng manipulate him.
"Turn around," Chu Ruofeng commanded, withdrawing his finger as his lower body throbbed with desire to plunge into that tightness.
Baili Jing pressed his lips tightly together, forced to obey Chu Ruofeng's command, and turned around. Chu Ruofeng unzipped his pants, pulled out his already erect penis, and pulled down Baili Jing's pants with one hand, pressing his member against Baili Jing's wet anus.
After a rough kiss on the back of Baili Jing's neck, Chu Ruofeng's swollen tip slid into his body. No matter how much Baili Jing resisted, Chu Ruofeng, panting heavily, felt the walls of his penis twitch symbolically the moment he entered, before thrusting straight into that alluring passage without hesitation.
40. Baby, why are you being so cooperative today? (h)
"Ah...mm..." Baili Jing clung to the blinds, a bead of sweat sliding down his forehead. The hot, hard desire buried inside his anus was constantly moving in and out of him. "Ah ah..." Baili Jing couldn't help himself, unable to suppress his moans, letting Chu Ruofeng's fiery desire race in and out of his passage, bringing a maddening sensation.
Chu Ruofeng tightened his grip on Baili Jing's waist, pressing closer to him, making their bodies even more intimate.
"Mmm..." Baili Jing dared not moan too loudly. The male desire filling his anus made him feel as if he could never escape Chu Ruofeng's entanglement in this life, as if they were destined to be inextricably linked.
The feeling of being tightly wrapped made Chu Ruofeng thrust in and out of Baili Jing's body like a wild beast, occasionally slamming his penis against the sensitive walls of his flesh.
"Ugh... mmm..." Dazed by Chu Ruofeng's actions, Baili Jing felt a mixture of fear and physical pleasure. Through the small gap in the blinds, he squinted and saw the employees passing by in the corridor outside.
His trembling, aching, numb, and hot flesh, defying its master's will and betraying Baili Jing's sanity, continued to relentlessly and eagerly devour Chu Ruofeng's desire. Chu Ruofeng's breathing, like Baili Jing's, grew increasingly rapid, and his pleasure intensified.
"Ugh...again...faster..." Baili Jing gasped, resisting, but unable to resist the rising pleasure within him, gradually sinking him into an inescapable vortex of lust. His body couldn't resist Chu Ruofeng's skillful techniques; his hips involuntarily swayed with his rhythm, naturally arching back to meet his thrusts.
"Ugh...uh..." Baili Jing couldn't believe that beneath Chu Ruofeng, he was becoming increasingly wanton. Compared to usual, Chu Ruofeng's teasing and arousal today wasn't too much or too intense, yet the feeling was unbearable.
"Ah... Ugh..." Another lewd moan escaped his lips. Could it be that his body, his bones, his blood, contained the shameless, base genes that Chu Ruofeng had said? Lewd and wanton? It hurts... Really... It hurts so much...
Helpless moans, helpless appearance. Chu Ruofeng watched and listened as Baili Jing gradually succumbed. This seductive side of Baili Jing could only be seen at times like this. This captivating and alluring appearance was something Baili Jing would never show in front of others. "So good." Feeling the initiative of Baili Jing's buttocks, Chu Ruofeng couldn't help but praise, "Hehe, you're really cooperating today. Why are you suddenly so obedient?"
"Mmm... Ah..." Baili Jing's continuous moans aroused Chu Ruofeng's even more unrestrained plunder.
With a swift withdrawal, Chu Ruofeng left Baili Jing's body. Her eyes, red with desire, her lips swollen from the intense kisses, and her nipples, glistening with a seductive allure—the fiery beauty was enough to almost overwhelm anyone's urges at first glance.
Hazy, bewildered, alluring, seductive, bewitching…
"Mmm…" The next moment, Baili Jing was pulled onto the soft sofa.
Chu Ruofeng pulled Baili Jing's legs up and placed them on either side of the armchair, fully exposing his lower body. With a 'whoosh,' Chu Ruofeng's excited, thick desire aimed at the entrance of her anus, forcefully plunging in, then forcefully withdrawing, the burning desire raging and churning within her tender opening.
Chu Ruofeng braced his hands on the armrests of the sofa, burying his desire deep within the soft, moist passage, thrusting in and out between Baili Jing's snowy buttocks—forcefully, deeply, and quickly.
"Think about it, Luo Shaoyan should be at the company today, and maybe he's doing what I'm doing to you right now—touching you, kissing you, entering you." Chu Ruofeng, amidst his intense thrusting, habitually uttered provocative words to Baili Jing. "But right now, he's with my sister Chu Zihan, touching another woman with the hand that touched you, kissing another woman with the lips that kissed you, entering another woman with the thing that entered your body…hehe…" Chu Ruofeng laughed as he spoke. "I wonder if Luo Shaoyan is as passionate when he sleeps with other women as he is with you? What do you think, baby?"
Chu Ruofeng said wickedly, deliberately kneading Baili Jing's tender nipples forcefully with one hand, forcing Baili Jing to understand and see the fact that Luo Shaoyan was married, no longer the perfect lover he thought he was, and that his body now belonged to him—Chu Ruofeng. The one who possessed him, held him, and penetrated him was also him—Chu Ruofeng.
"Stop talking!" Chu Ruofeng had pointed out what bothered him. "Please! Stop talking!" His body was being teased to the point of unbearable intensity; each increasingly fierce possession left his mind blank. Chu Ruofeng's words echoed in his ears. "Stop talking, please stop... ah... um..." Baili Jing cried out softly, the sound of water filling her anus. Her passage tightly gripped the intruder, and drops of lustful fluid dripped from her buttocks onto the leather of the sofa, soaking it completely.
The room was filled with suppressed moans and cries of lust, the sounds of flesh colliding. Under the fierce onslaught, Baili Jing's body trembled violently, her vaginal walls quivering and contracting like fleeting, ethereal pleasure, captivating Chu Ruofeng.
All of Chu Ruofeng's attention was drawn to Baili Jing's alluring body, his focus entirely on the tight connection between their lower bodies. Chu Ruofeng thrust his hips back and forth, seeking a deeper, more intense pleasure.
"Ah...uh...so...so numb..." The walls of the passage were rubbed until they were numb, and the tingling sensation spread from the rapidly rubbed walls, making Baili Jing feel numb all over and her vision blurry.
Just as Chu Ruofeng was thrusting greedily and insatiably, Baili Jing's body trembled violently, and she reached orgasm. Her lower body trembled and released a stream of hot fluid. Her whole body was flushed with a faint blush, and her face had the seductive look of someone who had just reached orgasm. The rapid contraction of her anus made Chu Ruofeng's voice hoarse. "Why didn't you say it? Did I touch a sore spot?"
"Ugh..." Baili Jing shook her head, "No..."
The tightness and warmth of the passage completely enveloped her, making Chu Ruofeng almost unable to think. With the collision of their bodies, his desire surged even deeper into the passage once again. Chu Ruofeng had made up his mind, but given Baili Jing's obsession with Luo Shaoyan, everything needed to be done slowly. Waves of overwhelming pleasure washed over him, and Chu Ruofeng thrust heavily, releasing his hot, viscous desire into Baili Jing's body.
"Ah..." Baili Jing gasped softly, nearly fainting after Chu Ruofeng's final, whirlwind-like thrust.
Chu Ruofeng's indifferent gaze slowly fell upon Baili Jing's tired face, then he ran a finger along his jawline, feeling the smoothness of his skin.
Baili Jing turned his head away in disgust, which only elicited a soft chuckle from Chu Ruofeng. How could he not know the resentment, helplessness, and anger in Baili Jing's heart?
He wasn't the only devil in the world; there was also Luo Shaoyan. Soon, the devil in angel's clothing would reveal his true form. He hoped that Baili Jing could withstand the blow.
41. A naughty kitten must be punished. Chu Ruofeng had finished venting his desires, and Baili Jing had already dressed herself again, but Chu Ruofeng did not leave the reception room immediately. Baili Jing bent down to pick up the scattered documents. It was already past two o'clock. "I'm leaving first." If she didn't leave soon, she was afraid that people outside would start gossiping again. The incident in the tea room last time had been talked about for several days before it subsided.
Before Chu Ruofeng could speak, Baili Jing turned the handle, and the door opened unexpectedly. Baili Jing suddenly remembered that she had locked the door earlier. Just as her fingertips touched the lock to open it, an arm suddenly cut between Baili Jing and the door, preventing her from unlocking it.
"Trying to run away after just having fun?" Chu Ruofeng suddenly appeared beside Baili Jing, teasing her with a relaxed expression. "It's just a pity that the door is locked. It seems that you locked it yourself." Baili
Jing took the documents and retreated to the side warily. Chu Ruofeng stood in front of the door watching her.
"Hey little kitten, how are you going to run away now?" Chu Ruofeng's laughter was unsettling.
Baili Jing unconsciously clenched the documents in his hand. Indeed, he had locked the door himself, but he hadn't wanted to be in this situation. Frustrated, Baili Jing retreated further, until he was against the wall.
"Still retreating?" Chu Ruofeng's smile was sinister, as if he was waiting for a good show to begin. "Naughty little kittens get caught by their owners and punished."
Baili Jing quickly calmed himself. He knew perfectly well that the mischievous Chu Ruofeng was teasing him again, playing tricks on him. Chu Ruofeng loved playing these kinds of games that tormented him. The more afraid and panicked he was, the more excited Chu Ruofeng became. Although he understood this deeply, Baili Jing always failed to control his emotions at crucial moments. His composure only lasted for a short time; the game always ended in his complete defeat at Chu Ruofeng's hands.
Just as Baili Jing's thoughts were wavering, Chu Ruofeng approached her.
"Chu Ruofeng, what else do you want to do?" Baili Jing asked calmly. "Didn't you already get what you wanted?"
"What? Just now?" Chu Ruofeng smiled contentedly, seemingly unsatisfied. "It's not like you've never been to my bed before. You should know very well that. How could I possibly be satisfied after just one time?" "
Chu Ruofeng! I'm at work right now!" Baili Jing clutched her documents tightly to her chest and said seriously, "Whatever it is, we can talk about it after work, okay?"
"No." Chu Ruofeng narrowed his eyes, leaving no room for negotiation. "Anyway, Luo Shaoyan isn't at the company. What are you afraid of?"
"No." Baili Jing looked at him, took a deep breath, worried that Chu Ruofeng would violate her again. After thinking for a moment, she asked, "If, I mean if, I were to fulfill your request now, would you let me go?"
"Of course not!" Chu Ruofeng refused without hesitation. How could he possibly let Baili Jing go?
Chu Ruofeng's answer was similar to what Baili Jing had secretly thought, but she still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Escaping seemed impossible. How was she supposed to resolve the series of troubles that had started since meeting Chu Ruofeng?
Seeing Baili Jing's worried face, Chu Ruofeng suddenly burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?" Chu Ruofeng often laughed inexplicably, leaving Baili Jing confused and uneasy.
"Laughing at how cute you are!" Chu Ruofeng continued to laugh, raising his eyebrows slightly. "Did I say I wanted you now? What are you thinking about?"
"So what do you want to do?" Baili Jing looked at him, Chu Ruofeng's smile now somewhat unfathomable.
"My lovely little kitten." Chu Ruofeng's lips lightly brushed against Baili Jing's ear as he spoke softly, "Why don't you understand? Didn't you hear what I said earlier?"
"What did I say?" Baili Jing felt increasingly confused, not understanding what Chu Ruofeng was talking about.
"What did I say?" Chu Ruofeng raised an eyebrow, displeased, "It seems you really didn't listen earlier." He had said before that a naughty kitten must be punished.
Baili Jing's unease grew as she looked at Chu Ruofeng. What exactly did Chu Ruofeng mean?
"Do you really want to get rid of me?" Chu Ruofeng asked casually, not waiting for Baili Jing's answer. He continued, "How can you get rid of me? Do you think you can?"
If it were anyone else, Baili Jing would definitely insist on going to the police station to report him and suing him in court. But, with a wealthy person like Chu Ruofeng as the target, all of this became unrealistic. Chu Ruofeng was someone he couldn't afford to offend.
The law was unpredictable; what was the law anyway? It was a set of rules set by people. The law was inanimate, but people were alive. If the other party was wealthy, couldn't they just hire a lawyer, slip some money around, and manipulate the law at will? Besides, Baili Jing had no evidence. What could his one-sided story prove? Who would believe him? Chu Ruofeng only needed to shake his head and say "no" to overturn everything. No one would believe that Chu Ruofeng had raped him, given Baili Jing's past disreputable profession. Things had come to this point, and he could only follow Chu Ruofeng's predetermined path.
At this moment, Chu Ruofeng took a bank card from his pocket and stuffed it into Baili Jing's jacket pocket. "Here you go."
Baili Jing unhesitatingly pulled it out of his pocket and handed it back. "I don't want it."
Chu Ruofeng didn't take it, just looked at it. "It's not free."
Baili Jing said angrily, "I don't sell myself." What did he take him for?
Chu Ruofeng found it laughable. What on earth was going on in Baili Jing's head? "Did I say this was money to buy you? What? You really want to sell yourself to me?" Chu Ruofeng said this deliberately, teasing Baili Jing.
Baili Jing's face suddenly turned red, and she said awkwardly, "Then what do you mean by this?"
Chu Ruofeng's answer was reasonable, "Of course, it's payment for what you did for me."
What was this? Doing things for Chu Ruofeng was out of necessity. If she accepted his money, she would have no way to explain herself.
Baili Jing refused, saying, "I don't want it."
Chu Ruofeng sat down in the leather chair, crossed his legs, "It seems a waste not to take the fat meat that's been delivered to your mouth. Consider it your part-time job here, and this is your salary."
Baili Jing looked disdainful, "Who wants your salary?"
Chu Ruofeng took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket, took one out, lit it, "I advise you to obediently accept it. As for why, you understand."
Understood! Of course he understood! Forcing others to do things they didn't want to do, being domineering and authoritarian—wasn't that Chu Ruofeng's specialty? "Fine, I'll take it!" Baili Jing stuffed the bank card into her pocket.
This little cat was adorably naive, taking the bait so easily. Chu Ruofeng exhaled a puff of smoke with satisfaction, looked at Baili Jing for a few seconds, and then slowly said, "Your earlier suggestion sounded quite good." Why hadn't he thought of spending money to buy Baili Jing?

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