"Brother Jinmiao..."
Zhang Delai only felt his pants being pulled down, and then a surge of pain hit him. His face was as contorted as if he had eaten a bucket of old vinegar-flavored instant noodles, a sour thrill unlike any other.
"This is your punishment for not bringing Xia Wanqing back!"
Liu Jinmiao held Zhang Delai tight, speaking viciously, "From now on, if you can't get things done as I command, this is the price you'll pay."
"Whimper."
Zhang Delai was made to cry, never having imagined Liu Jinmiao swung that way—no, wasn't it both ways?
"Stop crying. You should be excited."
Liu Jinmiao was excited, extremely excited. Although he hadn't caught Xia Wanqing, he had taken Zhang Delai as a substitute for her, reveling in ecstasy.
"Oh."
Zhang Delai was secretly furious. Go f*ck yourself, not letting me cry, go die. I tell you that you dropped your money and then get a taste of what I got, you'd definitely cry from the pain too.
