Your Beloved Sweetheart Is Online

Chapter 1516 - 1519: Sweet Torment 8

At this moment, Hua Hua pushed him forcefully, alarm bells ringing loudly in her mind, her voice somewhat disordered.

It seemed Ling Yin was deliberate, his arm locking him in place, preventing his escape, legs entwined tightly around his, both of them grappling each other on the chair. Ling Yin’s back wound throbbed repeatedly, as if pulling at the injury, but he had no time to care about it. In the end, he gained the upper hand.

"Didn’t you say, if not a hundred times, then a thousand?"

"That was me paying others, not getting paid. Get lost, Ling Yin, let me go, or do you believe I’ll kill you?" Hua Hua felt particularly uneasy inside, afraid that Ling Yin, driven by sudden interest, would take action against him.

He is also a man, he of course knows what men are like!

So even though every cell in his body shouted with desire to be served, even though caught at that critical point, neither up nor down, with someone who could serve him yet harbors evil thoughts, he lost interest in playing anymore, feeling uneasy, apprehensive, fear taking over. With trembling breaths, he showed weakness: "Ling Yin, let me go, you promised me!"

"What?" Mind struck by jealousy, Ling Yin’s voice was somewhat cold and deep, yet also husky with emotion.

He bit his lip and blinked: "Can we play as happily as the last two times?"

Ling Yin chuckled, lips against his collarbone, sucking lightly or heavily, fingers in his rear, at that shameful spot, utterly fascinated.

Hua Hua’s attempt to show weakness failed, wanting to extinguish him, his tone more chaotic: "You said you wouldn’t force me!"

His gaze fixed on the empty wine bottle, even considering grabbing the empty wine glass to break Ling Yin’s head, taking the chance to escape. Crimson Shadow was outside the ward, if he fled, could Crimson Shadow fight against ten alone?

He probably could!

He could play!

Doesn’t mean he can truly handle it!

Those nightmare-like shadows, although no longer torturing him, as long as he thought about going through such things, being taken by a man, he would unconsciously imagine it, causing his entire body to retreat! He couldn’t handle it, didn’t want to play!

Hua Hua was somewhat selfish in this aspect! As long as he was comfortably served, he could be like a lazy cat and let others do as they please. But having to serve others, forget it, he’d kill them directly! The lord won’t compromise!

But Ling Yin seemed to have mind-reading abilities. When his gaze fell upon the empty wine glass, Ling Yin actually moved first, grabbing the empty glass, forcefully flinging it outward. It flew downstairs, and whether it would hit someone depended on their luck!

He said, "Just try it."

Disillusionment appeared in Hua Hua’s eyes, resolutely shaking her head: "I won’t try! If you don’t serve me, then get lost, I’m not playing with you! You untrustworthy bastard, do you understand the rules of the game?"

"Just once."

"No!!!!!!"

Hua Hua’s whole body stiffened, complexion turning pale, attitude firm to uncompromising, seeming to fight to the death with Ling Yin, emotions extraordinarily intense...

When Ling Yin noticed his reaction, Hua Hua’s eyes were already misty, because he realized he couldn’t break free from Ling Yin, feeling helpless, and filled with despair. Clearly, he could take him on, no worse in skill than him, having defeated him previously. Ling Yin’s heart softened for a moment, desires washed over by rationality, withdrawing his hand, caressing his face, and startled: "What’s wrong?"

"You bastard, you said you wouldn’t force me!" Hua Hua’s voice shook when speaking, extremely angry: "This is different from the last two times! Go to hell!"