Jiang Jiamian struggled hard and tried to get up, "Hey, my parents..."
"You said outside just now that you are living alone." And when Qi Yan came here after Jiang Jiamian last night, he didn't come in rashly because he didn't understand the situation.
But he also made preparations for tonight.
He has already asked his neighbors and confirmed that Jiang Jiamian lives alone all year round.
Jiang Jiamian: "..."
"As expected of the host. The hints mixed in before were spot on." The system nodded in approval.
Jiang Jiamian said with eyes closed, "You may not believe it, but I didn't mean it this time."
He didn't think so much at this time, and he also didn't expect Qi Yan to be so sharp.
"Please let me go." Seeing that he couldn't break free, Jiang Jiamian had no choice but to give up the struggle. He softened his tone and looked at Qi Yan, who was pressing on him and trying to take off his clothes.
His eyes were watery, and he seemed to be truly frightened and begged.
Qi Yan's movements paused for a moment.
Jiang Jiamian seemed to see hope and kept trying, "As long as you let me go, I promise not to get close to An Xinya again! I know you like her, and I will never - uh, uh, uh!"
As soon as these words came out, Qi Yan, who was already a little soft-hearted and was hesitating whether to let him go temporarily, suddenly turned cold and blocked his mouth.
With a crisp sound, Qi Yan, who originally just wanted to take off his clothes, violently tore off Jiang Jiamian's shirt.
"Uh!" His chest was pressed and his mouth was blocked. Jiang Jiamian felt it was getting more and more difficult to breathe, and his eyesight turned black.
The man on his body, for some reason, seemed to be ignited with overwhelming rage, tearing and biting his lips and tongue fiercely.
"Hmm!" Just when Jiang Jiamian felt that his eyes were about to fall into darkness due to suffocation, a faint chill coming from between his legs gave him a jolt, and he suddenly sobered up a lot.
"Qi Yan!"
As soon as Qi Yan let go of his mouth, Jiang Jiamian glared at Qi Yan with red eyes, "I have many brothers inside and outside of our school, if you continue, I will make you look good in front of them!"
Qi Yan looked cold and indifferent, not even intending to stop the movement of his hands, "I am already good-looking."
Jiang Jiamian: "..." Who gave you the confidence to be so narcissistic?
Could it be that Qi Yan saw that he was trying to refuse but was not really refusing?
No, it's not possible.
Jiang Jiamian's acting skills have been honed in countless small worlds. Except for the system that knows the details, no one can guess his true thoughts. And even the system only knew about it because he had always taken the initiative to reveal that side of him.
Jiang Jiamian was sure that he must look flustered and uneasy now.
Either Qi Yan sees through it or has no scruples when he gets crazy.
He was leaning towards the latter option, otherwise, Qi Yan wouldn't have done something like kidnapping the heroine.
But now, looking at it, what does he think about the heroine is the question.
"Fuck!" Jiang Jiamian quickly ran out of room to think, because he felt Qi Yan's finger insert into his back entrance, "Hey, you are serious!?"
Jiang Jiamian had wanted to do it with Qi Yan, but why is it different from what he imagined?
To be exact, it was a bit different from what's shown in the R-rated movies.
There is no joy, there is only pain!
Now is there still a chance to go back on his word?
The System: "No? If you don't…"
"I don't believe it!" Jiang Jiamian endured the pain, raised his knee hard, and pushed it towards Qi Yan's abdomen!
However, the absolutely suppressing posture made his exertion completely useless, and Qi Yan, who instantly noticed his movements, subdued him.
The System slowly repeated the whole sentence, "No? If you don't do stupid things, they won't come back and bite you in the ass."
Jiang Jiamian: "..." Believe it or not, I will format you!
"System, go away and close your five senses."
"What do you like about that woman?"
Qi Yan's anger made Jiang Jiamian, who could not concentrate on thinking due to pain and discomfort at this moment, unable to understand for a moment.
Jiang Jiamian's mind was in confusion, woman?
What woman?
Did he say anything about a woman?
Oh, An Xinya. The original owner has been pestering her, but isn't Qi Yan himself secretly paying attention to her?
In the original plot, he was even more possessive of her than other characters. Why should he question him now?
It's like the evil one complained first!
Jiang Jiamian was trying to gather his energy to think, but he didn't notice that Qi Yan's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot when he couldn't get his answer or explanation.
No longer willing to restrain his movements, he firmly pushed himself in.
"Ah, fuck!" Jiang Jiamian's face instantly turned pale.
"Fuck?" Qi Yan sneered, "You asked for this yourself."
The continuous pain made Jiang Jiamian overwhelmed with anger. He couldn't help but dig his nails into Qi Yan's arm, gritted his teeth, and said, "If you don't stop, I will I'll fuck you back a hundred times next time!"
"Ah! Can't you be more gentle?"
Sometimes it was a threat, sometimes it was a request, Jiang Jiamian's words sounded a little incoherent.
As the night got darker, the lights upstairs gradually went out one by one, leaving only the light on the fifth floor, which did not dim until the second half of the night.
When Jiang Jiamian woke up again, bright sunlight shone in through the large glass windows, and it was almost noon.
Jiang Jiamian, who had just opened his eyes, lay paralyzed on the bed, his mind empty along with his eyes, obviously he was in a 'lost soul' state.
After a moment, his eyes blinked a couple of times, and he couldn't help but raise his hands to cover his face.
Bah, he actually passed out last night
He didn't even know when Qi Yan carried him from the sofa to the bed.
"Hmm." Jiang Jiamian tried to sit up but found that not only was his waist sore but there was also a stretch of pain in an unspeakable part of his body due to his movements.
The process last night was miserable, but the result was acceptable.
In the second half of the night, Jiang Jiamian finally felt other feelings besides pain.
He subconsciously put his hand under the quilt and touched it. It hurt a little, but other than that there wasn't any weird sensation. Qi Yan had probably cleaned it for him.
It's just... Jiang Jiamian frowned, pricked up his ears, and listened to the quiet house. He seemed to have left.
Jiang Jiamian's face couldn't help but turn gloomy. Does this count as running away after having sex? What did he take him for?
Just as Jiang Jiamian was thinking this, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the direction of the kitchen.
"Qi Yan?" Jiang Jiamian shouted uncertainly.
Quick footsteps suddenly sounded outside the door. The door opened and Qi Yan, wearing an apron and holding a spatula in his hand, brought in a scent of oil as soon as he entered.
The person at the door seemed to be a good family man with an expressionless face and not good at talking. If only Jiang Jiamian hadn't seen his ferocity and madness last night, he might have been deceived by this appearance.
"Are you awake?" Qi Yan looked at Jiang Jiamian, who was grinning in pain when he moved, and raised the corners of his lips vaguely, "Breakfast is ready, get up and eat."