The Great Lai took two deep breaths. He would never tell anyone that he had an iron fist choking his neck, his hands and feet bound. Never in his twenty-four years had he felt every organ inside him, including his guts, twist into knots from extre rage and frustration. His arms struggled violently twice, only to find himself more tightly confined. He really wanted to close his eyes and imagine it was just a dream!
Then he would bite down, shattering the dream, and wake up to take a relaxing bath!
It’s really pointless to talk about this expensive training room and himself, it would only bring tears!
Let’s talk about another person!
The only single sofa in the room—luxurious, comfortable, draped with a burgundy cushion—really was the most luxurious custom-made single sofa he’d ever ordered, where he sat comfortably thinking of the person he’d been obsessed with for months.
Hua Hua indeed lay there extrely comfortably. This single sofa was nice, and he planned to buy one to put on his balcony, to bask in the sun until he felt pleasantly drowsy.
There was, naturally, no feeling of drowsiness at this mont. Holding a whip in his hand, his eyes scanned every adult toy in the room, temporarily setting aside the disgust and disdain in his heart, until his gaze fell on The Great Lai. He spoke slowly, "If you had just taken to where I needed to go, instead of driving around in circles, perhaps we could have played happily. As for now, oh, don’t you think I’m not the least bit unhappy?"
Suddenly, Hua Hua winked and smiled at The Great Lai, graceful in his stance. He stood up slowly, walked over to the St. Andrew’s cross, and lifted The Great Lai’s chin with the whip in his hand. "Co on, smile for the cara."
It was only then that The Great Lai noticed a video cara set up a few ters away on the left. "Damn it, don’t film! It ruins my image. Don’t play like this, okay? Our family can’t have this kind of scandal, Hua Chu, if you keep this up, I’ll really flip out!"
"Not fun?" Hua Hua tapped his face a couple of tis. "How is it not fun? Didn’t you love this kind of play before? Don’t be so tense, co on, smile."
Then his gaze swept over the nurous props in the room, asking him with keen interest, "What would you like to use on yourself? Although I’m not familiar with these things, I can still do so research. The whip? Candles? Or this? Or that?"
Hua Hua walked over, pointing to each prop one by one, because he didn’t know the nas of many of them, so he just used ’this’ and ’that’ to refer to them.
Every ti his hand pointed at an item, The Great Lai’s eyes widened in terror;
Countless llamas ran wildly in his mind. The Great Lai felt his breathing becoming increasingly difficult as he repeatedly told himself: He wouldn’t dare! He wouldn’t dare! He wouldn’t dare!
The Great Lai kept self-hypnotizing in his heart, Hua Hua’s voice rang in his ears again: "The Great Lai, you know, with people like you, I don’t care who you ss with or how you ss with them, even if you ss them to death, it’s none of my business! But you just had to set your sights on , and even kidnap ! Do you know what I’m most afraid of in this life?"
"Most afraid of what?" Even in this disadvantaged position, The Great Lai couldn’t help his curiosity.
Thinking, he ventured a guess, "A whip?"
He recalled that when he had only flicked the whip at him a few tis, he was so frightened that he lost all sense of reality.
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