Chapter 113: Anticipation
"I have to go out for a bit."
Ling Yanzhi walked over, pressing down on Jian Yu’s left ankle and grabbing her right.
"Leaving you here alone makes me feel... insecure. Baby, which side do you want me to lock?"
He lifted his gaze, his questioning eyes meeting hers for only a second or two before quickly dropping again.
"On second thought, I’ll just lock both."
’That’s it?’ Jian Yu’s anticipation fizzled out, and she couldn’t even be bothered to put much effort into her act.
"Don’t lock me up."
She kicked her feet a couple of times, then stopped struggling when she couldn’t break free.
Closing her eyes, she took a moment to recover from the small shock of being thrown onto the bed.
"Alone?" Xi Yu released his hold on Jian Yu’s waist, his voice questioning.
He said, deadpan, "I’m not going anywhere. Baby won’t be alone."
Ling Yanzhi wasn’t too happy about that. His brow furrowed, and his aura wavered slightly.
Thinking about the people who had been randomly entering the villa recently, and the notification he had just received, he suppressed his emotions and nodded. "Fine. You stand guard."
Seeing there was still a show to be had, Jian Yu rallied her spirits again.
She would have preferred Ling Yanzhi to be the first one, but if the other was Xi Yu, she wasn’t picky.
Anyway, all seven members of F7 were handsome and muscular. For her, the more extreme the situation, the more nourishing it was.
’My face is getting hot, my mind is full of lewd thoughts... I feel so at peace.’
Jian Yu struggled with her legs but couldn’t get free. A panicked look quickly filled her eyes.
Since Xi Yu wasn’t using much force, she leaned over, her waist bending into a beautiful arc.
While tempting Xi Yu, Jian Yu hurriedly reached out to push away Ling Yanzhi in front of her.
She hesitated, her eyes sizing up Ling Yanzhi’s long, fair fingers.
’After a moment’s thought... I want this one too.’
Jian Yu chose to provoke Ling Yanzhi, lowering her head and biting the side of his thumb without much force.
’Being so obsessed with looks is a real pain. I can’t even bear to ruin a pretty finger, just daring to break the skin.’
Her cheeks were gently pinched, her chin gripped and lifted.
Jian Yu’s eyes widened, and she let out a couple of muffled sounds.
Ling Yanzhi looked at Jian Yu with a cool arrogance. "Biting so hard. Aren’t you afraid you’ll hurt me?"
The teeth marks on his hand vanished in the blink of an eye, an even more exaggerated recovery speed than Pei Yin’s.
"Tsk." Ling Yanzhi clicked his tongue as he watched the bite marks disappear, his expression tinged with regret.
He turned his finger to the side, as if teasing a puppy or a kitten. "Bite again."
"..."
Jian Yu lowered her lashes, hiding the speechless exasperation in her eyes.
Xi Yu wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back into his embrace. He stared without blinking. "Baby’s mouth is so cute."
He lowered his head and repeatedly gnawed on Jian Yu’s cheek. Whenever he left a red mark, he would use a secretion to make it vanish, only to continue biting.
"Cute from head to toe."
Jian Yu pushed him with her hands, with more force than she had ever used before.
But Xi Yu didn’t budge an inch, his body not moving back in the slightest.
The thin chain clasped shut on her right ankle. Jian Yu’s gaze froze, and she looked over at Ling Yanzhi.
’It’s actually fingerprint-unlocked.’
’But it’s clearly a gold chain!’
The gold chain-like object was fastened to her foot on one end and secured to the foot of the bed on the other.
Ling Yanzhi crouched down and fiddled with the body of the chain. "Did you receive the permissions?"
"Mhm." Xi Yu opened his Star Brain and checked it, finding another notification.
He looked up at Ling Yanzhi, his profile cold and expressionless.
Ling Yanzhi shrugged. "I’ll go."
He turned around.
Xi Yu’s fingers slipped under the waistband of Jian Yu’s clothes, and his eyes were once again steeped in madness.
"Baby, your waist is so soft."
"Baby, why aren’t you making any noise? I need to be rougher."
"Baby, bite me. It’s my turn."
Humiliated and furious, Jian Yu grabbed Xi Yu’s restless right hand.
Xi Yu froze for a moment. "Does Baby want to bite this hand?"
He cooperatively brought it to her lips, his gaze naked. "Quick, Baby, bite. Bite beautifully."
’What a strange adjective.’ Jian Yu was stunned. ’Is he telling me to bite prettily?’
"Ling Yanzhi!"
She lifted her tear-filled eyes, her tightly pressed lips an inviting shade of red.
Ling Yanzhi, who had been about to leave, stopped in his tracks.
He walked back, pressed down on the back of Jian Yu’s head, and lowered his own to kiss her.
Xi Yu helped by grabbing both of Jian Yu’s hands.
He turned his head to the side, his eyes full of obsession and his voice excited. "Baby, Baby’s eyes are all red. You look so pitiful when you cry."
A clear sense of suffocation washed over her. Jian Yu’s head was tilted back, the corners of her eyes moist, a blush spreading from her face all the way down to her neck.
The rims of her eyes were red, and she cried without a sound, her tears gradually dampening the fluff on her collar.
"Mmph... no..."
Her innocent little face gained a touch of stunning beauty. The cold, numb apathy was gone, replaced by the vibrant, struggling aura of a living person.
Ling Yanzhi released her mouth and reached out to catch the most glistening teardrop. "The moment you learn to be a little more obedient, we’ll stop locking Baby up."
Jian Yu’s body staggered, and she fell back limply against Xi Yu’s chest.
Xi Yu didn’t let go of her hands, single-mindedly burying his head in her neck to lick it, leaving a trail of red marks.
Her breathing grew weak. Jian Yu panted, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Her limbs felt weak and boneless, and she couldn’t be bothered to move. Her eyes drooped as she pretended to be aggrieved.
Ling Yanzhi straightened up and stared at Jian Yu for a good while.
A dangerous edge entered his tone. "I had someone send a little gift to the Director. Baby, why don’t you help me ask the Director later if it’s been received, okay?"
Jian Yu couldn’t stop her tears, her voice hoarse. "What?"
Her eyes glazed over, her pupils trembling almost imperceptibly.
’I can’t believe they didn’t use Shi Zhao as my weak spot. The Director was used to threaten me first.’
’A common sickness among perverts.’
’Based on my years of reading experience, a personality like Ling Yanzhi’s, who can occasionally be controlled, is still a ways off from being a true psycho.’
’As long as I don’t court death, the Director will be fine.’
’Of course, I still have to say my lines.’
Jian Yu was an expert at this kind of communication—reciting lines straight out of a novel.
Her unfocused gaze sharpened, and her lips trembled. "Don’t hurt the Director. I’ll listen to you."
Ling Yanzhi grabbed Jian Yu’s ankle and tucked it under the covers. "Good girl."
’The Director is more important than Shi Zhao.’
Making a mental note of this, Ling Yanzhi quickly left.
Jian Yu watched his cool figure bypass the door and leap out the window, then lazily closed her eyes.
’Why are they all so reserved? Can’t they just leave the Director alone and come hurt me instead?’
’No matter how much, I can take it.’
"Good baby." Xi Yu’s pathological whisper repeated in her ear, as if trying to make his presence known.
His fingers tightened. "Baby smells so good."
Jian Yu lowered her head, her round, almond-shaped eyes filled with a watery mist.
She flinched, pulling her leg back, and the chain struck the bed with a loud CLATTER.
Xi Yu tilted his head, leaned down, and stared at her intently. "No matter what I do today, Baby won’t get angry."
He repeated the words Ling Yanzhi had said not long ago three times.
Jian Yu turned her face away.
The chain’s length was suddenly shortened, yanking both her legs forward.
Her previously spread legs were suddenly forced together, bound within the chain’s loop.
Jian Yu belatedly realized the loop felt fluffy and didn’t have the coldness of metal.
The warm chest was gone, and her back was now resting against several soft, limp tentacles.
A figure loomed over the bed. Even with his back to the sun, Xi Yu’s face was a startling, deathly pale.
"What are you going to do?"
The damp, red corners of her eyes lifted, her long lashes dotted with tiny teardrops.
She propped herself up on her hands and retreated uneasily.
Xi Yu grabbed her leg with one hand and yanked it back to the edge of the bed.
He bent down and swept Jian Yu up into his arms, his gloomy expression turning to one of manic excitement. "I’m going to help Baby take a bath."