It would be unfair to blame Rong Zian, he naively assumed that men just helped each other full-stop and nothing more. His lack of sexual experience and knowledgeable friends led to his cluelessness. Now he had led himself into the enemy camp and delivered himself on a silver platter. "Wait can't we do it another way. Tonight am really not up for it," he said trying to flee but Wu Yange wouldn't let go.
Instead, Wu Yange pulled him close and kissed him in a domineering way before whispering in his ear, "Baby behave so I can fuck you to orgasm otherwise I would have to tie you up,"
Rong Zian instantly relaxed and let the man do as promised. Whether it was the dread of being restraint or the shock of the F-word and O-word coming from Wu Yange, either of them worked. Rong Zian was undeniably eager but feared the pain that might come with it, I mean using common sense it was like trying to fit a camel through the eye of a needle an obvious exaggeration of course.
