Lin Qingyang As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a scorching heat on his back. The scalding temperature instantly spread through his back and burned throughout his whole body. The drunkenness that was originally drunk was quickly ignited by this strange scorching heat, turning into numbness and unbearable heat that penetrated into the bone marrow.
Lin Qingyang subconsciously struggled to get up, but his neck was stuck tightly, like a fish nailed to a chopping board, and he could only gasp helplessly on the brocade couch.
"What... did you..." The voice that came out was a little hoarse.
"You have my heart's content," Cang Mo sneered, Amber's beast eyes flashed with crazy possessiveness, "Demon Mark not only allows me to find you, but also makes you fall in love with you just by moving your fingers. Lin Qingyang, what makes you think you can leave me?"
Cang Mo said, slowly loosening the hand holding his neck. At this time, Lin Qingyang was completely paralyzed by the dual torture of lust and drunkenness. He could only fall weakly on the scattered soft couch, panting unbearably, looking like he was being slaughtered, but his pair of peach blossom eyes stared at him unwilling to be outdone, and gritted his teeth and taunted:
"The technology is not that great... but there are quite a few tricks."
Cang Mo chuckled, and the anger surging in his eyes subsided, but it ignited a worse secret fire. He slowly reached out his hand, and slowly slid his calloused fingertips along the jawline, gently rubbing on the fragile and hot Adam's apple, and then down the slightly open skirt, deliberately teasing him. Lin Qingyang couldn't help but hum, and bit his lip.
"Look at what you look like now," Cang Mo's voice was very low, with cruel pleasure, "Can that delicate and frail woman satisfy you?"
Lin Qingyang's face turned red, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. His fingers unconsciously grabbed Cang Mo's clothes, and his knuckles turned white from the force. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he wanted to push the person away or pull him closer.
Cang Mo's fingers were gently twisting on his chest, but he deliberately stopped going down. This kind of torture made Lin Qingyang want to slap him, but he really didn't have the strength.
Cang Mo stared at him, with mixed emotions of hurt and anger surging in his eyes. He pinched his chin, lowered his head and said to him, "Lin Qingyang, am I too good to you? I have always supported you and provided for you, making you feel that no matter how you hurt me or humiliate me, you don't need to pay the price?"
The tip of Cang Mo's nose was almost touching the tip of Lin Qingyang's nose, and he gritted his teeth. "I should have locked you up in the Azure Wind Hall with a chain and locked you on the bed, making you cry and beg me every day without even having the slightest idea of leaving!"
"Then you... can quite dream..." Lin Qingyang couldn't even speak clearly, but he still refused to suffer any loss.
Cang Mo took a deep breath and stared at him with an increasingly dangerous look.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Immediately afterwards, Yun Zhan's cold voice was heard through the door. "Senior Lin?"
Lin Qingyang's whole body froze, and his chaotic mind instantly became clear.
Cang Mo's face darkened visibly, and he glared at the person below him.
"Did you come with him?" Cang Mo lowered his voice and asked through gritted teeth. Lin Qingyang actually went to a brothel with Yun Zhan!
Lin Qingyang ignored him and raised his hand to cover Cang Mo's mouth, warning him not to speak with his eyes.
Cang Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at the hand covering his mouth, but he really didn't say anything.
Lin Qingyang took a deep breath and tried to make his voice sound normal, "Yun Zhan? What's the matter?" But his voice was extremely hoarse and had a thick nasal sound.
Yun Zhan outside the door paused for a moment and replied, "Lu Ming is not in the room. I will go look around and come back to you later."
"Okay, you go about your business." Lin Qingyang reluctantly responded, and his body trembled violently as soon as he finished speaking.
Cang Mo's originally peaceful hand actually went straight in along the hem of his clothes and rubbed the sensitive parts of his body hard.
Lin Qingyang was caught off guard and almost screamed out. He bit his lower lip desperately before swallowing the muffled moan. He held down Cang Mo's hand that was making trouble in the clothes and stared at him with warning eyes. Cang Mo raised his eyebrows and looked back at him fearlessly, his eyes full of evil.
Yun Zhan did not leave immediately. He remained silent for a while outside the door and then said, "Strong alcohol hurts the body. Senior Jiyue Qingfeng is an amazing talent. It is not worth being so hurt because of him."
Cang Mo heard this, his face darkened, his wolf eyes narrowed dangerously, he pulled off the hand covering his mouth, then lowered his head and bit the fragile and slender neck.
"Ah..."
The slight pain of the canine teeth piercing the skin was accompanied by a strong numbness that instantly swept through the whole body. Lin Qingyang was already extremely horny, but after being bitten like this, he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain from his throat, and a layer of mist filled his eyes due to the physiological stimulation.
"Senior? Are you okay?" Yun Zhan outside the door heard the movement and asked worriedly, putting his hand on the door and wondering whether to push it open and enter.
Lin Qingyang's scalp felt numb, and he quickly shouted, "It's okay! I'm okay! Yun Zhan, we are all men... cough, you know! Don't spoil my good deeds!"
There was a moment of dead silence outside the door.
It took quite a while before Yun Zhan's extremely stiff and awkward voice came. "Sorry, senior... for disturbing me."
As the footsteps outside the door quickly faded away, Lin Qingyang's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he lay soft on the couch, breathing heavily.
Cang Mo's lips left his neck, leaving a circle of dazzling and ambiguous teeth marks. He stared down at the man with red eyes, pressed his fingertips harshly on the teeth marks, and asked through gritted teeth:
"Lin Qingyang, when did you have such a good relationship with him?!"