His soul seemed wrapped in a shudder, nerves instantly tensed.
In that brief moment, the malicious ghost’s mind went blank, and he immediately made a fool of himself.
The room fell silent.
The malicious ghost’s face turned a grim dark blue-black. Jiang Luo shivered from the cold, waking from his haze. Realizing what had happened, he looked at Chi You in disbelief, his gaze gradually turning strange.
Soon, Jiang Luo laughed out loud.
The black-haired youth’s face, originally flushed from the pain of being entered, had turned pale, but now was rosy again from laughter.
“You actually… pfft, hahaha.”
After laughing, Jiang Luo slowly wiped the smile away, impatience clear between his delicate brows, mockery curling at his flushed lips, “Can you do it or not? If not, then get out and find someone else.”
“Find someone else?”
As soon as he spoke, the malicious ghost recovered.
Jiang Luo grunted and instinctively grabbed the bedsheet beneath him, swallowing down the remainder of his voice just in time.
“Who do you want to switch to?” The malicious ghost expressionless, grabbed Jiang Luo’s arm. The violent and twisted dark aura in his features no longer hid; suddenly he smiled gently, dangerous light flickering at his lips, “Of course I can do it.”
…
Outside, the wind howled fiercely, beating violently against the window.
Jiang Luo suddenly raised his neck, like a dying swan.
Chi You kissed Jiang Luo’s neck.
The fire inside Jiang Luo flared up again, burning him hot from inside out. Warm breath sprayed from his nose, lips moist, his face glowing with a misty, decadent beauty.
As if deliberately retaliating, the malicious ghost’s movements always grazed past, like scratching an itch through a boot.
Also as if purposely tormenting Jiang Luo.
Jiang Luo, struggling with reason, secretly mocked in his heart: what if it wasn’t deliberate, but Chi You really was just that bad at technique?
Pfft.
He never imagined Chi You actually…
Hahaha, Jiang Luo laughed every time he thought about it.
But it was truly torture.
Jiang Luo breathed heavily, suddenly flipped over with force, pinning Chi You beneath him.
His eyes burned with excessive anger and restless dissatisfaction. The black-haired youth, seizing the role of guest turned host, grabbed Chi You’s hair. Even now, his eyes curled with contemptuous provocation: “Your technique is terrible, teacher. Let me, the student, teach you properly.”
The malicious ghost raised an eyebrow, his gaze thickly lingering on Jiang Luo’s body. From this angle, so perfect—unexpectedly, the malicious ghost obediently relaxed, lying back on the bed, watching the black-haired youth on top of him.
Jiang Luo ignored the malicious ghost’s inch-by-inch examination and relaxed his wrists, stretching out his body.
Slender, fair-skinned, muscular but lean—this pose revealed his full beauty.
What pleased the malicious ghost even more was Jiang Luo’s half-smile, disdainful expression, proud and untouchable, almost deliberately so. In an instant, it stirred a man’s pride and desire to conquer.
Always subtly plucking at the malicious ghost’s heartstrings.
Jiang Luo exhaled warm breath, glanced at Chi You, and began moving downward. But before finishing this difficult move, he furrowed his brow in pain, “You…”
Jiang Luo glared at Chi You with a mix of shock and anger.
The malicious ghost leisurely teased him, a smirk curling on his lips. “What’s wrong?”
But sweat dripped down his arm, and the expression in his eyes grew increasingly obscure and heavy.
Jiang Luo’s fury softened somewhat; he snorted silently in his heart.
The malicious ghost’s behavior sparked a secret excitement in him, along with the pleasure of watching the malicious ghost gradually lose control while he himself held the upper hand.
Your day has come.
Jiang Luo felt immensely satisfied inside.
He was like this only because he was sick and under medication, while Chi You was purely because of him.
Although Jiang Luo was the one being “taken,” it felt as if he was the one toying with Chi You.
Jiang Luo lifted a smile, his fingers idly brushing over the malicious ghost’s Adam’s apple. But when the malicious ghost tried to grasp Jiang Luo’s hand, he slipped away like a swimming fish, showing no hesitation. “Don’t touch me.”
Chi You narrowed his eyes. Jiang Luo smiled at him and thought: better a short pain than a long one. He steeled himself and pressed on. But in the next moment, his expression twisted in pain, and it took quite a while before he recovered.
After regaining himself, Jiang Luo froze again.
What was he supposed to do next?
No matter how much theoretical knowledge he had, this was still his first time. His knowledge seemed to get stuck in his mind, and he moved hesitantly, soon stopping awkwardly.
The drug’s effects wore off, and soon Jiang Luo’s mind became foggy. His movements slowed as if in slow motion; each move felt agonizingly painstaking. Beneath him, the malicious ghost appeared to be in control, but in reality had already changed.
The ghostly tattoo on Chi You’s back twisted fiercely, crawling across his body.
Even though the malicious ghost’s face remained flawlessly calm, it looked like a beast on the verge of losing patience.
Jiang Luo’s burst of energy lasted only a short moment; soon, sickness and the drug’s influence weakened his body. Unwilling to yield, Jiang Luo forced himself to appear fine, not wanting to be underestimated by the malicious ghost even a little.
But the malicious ghost no longer wanted to endure.
Chi You suddenly rose, instantly reversing the situation. He covered Jiang Luo beneath him and gave a meaningful smile. “After this time, you’ll see whether I can or not.”
…
The drug’s effects gradually faded.
After this time ended, Jiang Luo pushed Chi You away. His lips were tightly pressed, expression displeased. Despite his discomfort, he tried to get up and take a shower.
But the malicious ghost chuckled lowly and held him close. “It’s not over yet.”
Sweat soaked into Chi You’s hair, making the malicious ghost’s deceptive human guise even more sexy and tantalizing.
Jiang Luo ached all over and was extremely impatient. “I said it’s over. Chi You, I told you, only this once.”
“Well, the once you think of and the once I think of are a bit different,” the malicious ghost smiled while tightening his grip. “My efforts have only just started to take effect.”
He still remembered Jiang Luo’s mocking expression.
Any man couldn’t stand such mockery, and Chi You was no exception. His pride was one thing, but the unprecedented pleasure he had never experienced made him unwilling to let go now.
Jiang Luo sensed trouble; his eyelids twitched, and the next moment Chi You pulled him back.
…
Jiang Luo’s black hair was damp with sweat, stuck to his forehead. His breath was heavy, hot air exhaling from his reddened mouth, his whole body burning bright red. “I said stop!”
A dark shadow flickered across the malicious ghost’s face. “Not yet.”
“You f*cking—”
The malicious ghost cut off Jiang Luo’s words with a kiss on his lips and said with a smile, “The teacher has told you many times, no swearing.”
Time passed slowly, second by second.
Jiang Luo’s mind grew cloudy again; his already inflamed throat ached fiercely, he struggled to breathe through his nose, and with his mouth blocked, no part of him felt comfortable.
He frowned, but suddenly a small piece of ginseng was placed in his mouth.
Once in the mouth, it melted into a warm stream flowing through his organs. The pain in his throat eased, the fever quickly cooled, his weak limbs regained strength, and in just moments most of his discomfort faded.
Jiang Luo tasted it—it was essence of ginseng.
Where did Chi You get ginseng?
Before Jiang Luo could think more, the malicious ghost grasped his left hand. He was completely immersed in the moment, ghostly aura cold and dense swirling around him, eyes glowing red, strange and eerie.
Jiang Luo twisted his hand, but the malicious ghost bent down and kissed Jiang Luo’s chin, his voice hoarse, “Did you hear that?”
Jiang Luo gritted his teeth and tried hard to suppress any sound, pretending to be calm and unmoved. “Hear what?”
“Someone has surrounded this room,” Chi You breathed gently and deliberately, “about twenty people. They’re here for me, trying to use you to lure me out and catch me.”
“This plan’s half succeeded. Do you think they’ll catch me?”
His lips slowly moved downward, from the black-haired youth’s neck to his thigh.
Jiang Luo’s cheeks flushed abnormally red. He sneered, “Better if they catch you, then cut you to pieces.”
“But I don’t have patience to waste on them now,” the malicious ghost smiled inscrutably. Black mist rose instantly from the four corners of the room, enveloping the entire space. “At a time like this, I can’t stop to deal with them.”
Jiang Luo’s brow twitched; he closed his eyes.
The malicious ghost’s desire for him… wasn’t it a little too strong?
No, this was all because he had mocked Chi You, so Chi You was taking revenge. Or maybe it was because it was his first time, who could bear that?
Jiang Luo felt he had found the reason and relaxed inside.
…
Outside, the people pounding on the door grew louder and fiercer, but this small room seemed as if it were fortified with bronze walls and iron arms—not shaken in the slightest.
After everything settled down, Jiang Luo laid on the bed, too lazy even to move a finger.
At this moment, the malicious ghost hummed a happy tune while putting on his own clothes. Shirt, tie, suit jacket—the white shirt covered the scratches Jiang Luo had maliciously left on his back. The malicious ghost lowered his head and lifted his lips as he tied his tie.
Jiang Luo watched coldly.
When he finished dressing, he picked up Jiang Luo’s clothes and approached the bed like a servant on a ship, respectfully bowing slightly to Jiang Luo. “Sir, I will help you get dressed.”
Jiang Luo showed no expression. “No need.”
The malicious ghost smiled brightly and bent down, ignoring Jiang Luo’s refusal. With a perfect smile, he politely lifted Jiang Luo’s arm and carefully helped him put on the shirt.
Jiang Luo kept a cold face, letting him do it. After the shirt was on, the servant’s fingers didn’t move away. Instead, they traced ambiguous, teasing circles along the buttons, silently slipping down beneath the covers.
The malicious ghost, never satisfied, hinted and provoked again, tasting the pleasure greedily.
“Is this how you serve?” Jiang Luo lifted his eyelids and glanced at him, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Bring me a cigarette.”
The malicious ghost-turned-servant replied regretfully, “Sir, sorry, there are no cigarettes here.”
Jiang Luo chuckled lightly, then leisurely grabbed the malicious ghost’s hand, pulling it out from under the covers. Suddenly, he smiled brightly.
His brows and eyes held a seductive charm, lips crimson and moist. The malicious ghost’s eyes flickered slightly. In the brief moment the malicious ghost was distracted, Jiang Luo suddenly sprang up, lunging fiercely at him.
A golden dagger pressed brutally against Chi You’s vital spot. Chi You turned his head to dodge, but the blade grazed his neck, instantly spilling black blood.
When he turned back, the black-haired youth already stood before the malicious ghost with a dark, stern expression.
“I warned you. If you play too far, after this is over, I will kill you,” Jiang Luo said word by word, blood spurting from between his teeth. “Chi You, I want to kill you.”
The malicious ghost asked innocently, “How have I gone too far?”
Before he finished, a fierce golden tiger leapt at him.
Not just the tiger, but Jiang Luo attacked alongside it.
“I told you countless times to stop, stop! Why won’t you stop?” Jiang Luo breathed heavily, delivering a fierce blow that pinned Chi You against the wall. His eyes burned like blazing sun, scorching and intense. “D*mn it, I regret finding you after being drugged. If I don’t kill you, my hatred won’t be resolved.”
Chi You wrapped his arms around Jiang Luo’s waist, unable to help but laugh. “Go ahead and kill me…”
In the malicious ghost’s arms, the black-haired youth curled his lips coldly. He breathed softly into the malicious ghost’s ear, “Did you enjoy it?”
Like a carnivorous flower disguised as harmless, tempting one to touch only to be pricked by poisoned thorns, Chi You embraced this deadly flower. He praised it with pleasure, “Hmm, you make me feel incredible.”
“Good,” Jiang Luo said, “I’m not feeling incredible at all.”
He started fighting Chi You again.
Chi You countered, his gaze lingering flirtatiously on Jiang Luo’s thigh.
Jiang Luo’s attacks grew more violent, venting his anger continuously. His body was marked with dark purple bruises and bite marks—each glance at them worsened his mood.
Suddenly, a sharp loud noise came from outside the window. A billowing red smoke shot into the sky—the signal flare had been launched.
Jiang Luo stared at the extremely conspicuous flare outside, stunned.
Isn’t the flare supposed to be released after dinner?
Had he and Chi You really rolled around for four or five hours?
Jiang Luo’s face turned ashen. He withdrew his eyes from the window and looked at Chi You deeply.
Chi You was like a beast. He had been bitten all over. His standing was only thanks to the ginseng’s effects. The malicious ghost’s first taste of love was greedy to the extreme—Jiang Luo’s time had been completely wasted by him.
Jiang Luo took a deep breath and suddenly calmed down. He sat back on the bed, tidied himself, stood straight, and smiled lightly. “Mr. Chi, you should remember what we said before. Once we step outside this door, no one remembers what happened today.”
With that, he turned and left.
Jiang Luo pushed apart the people crouching outside who were ready to capture Chi You, then vanished.
Chi You leaned against the wall, his expression shadowed.
Outside, someone shouted, “Chi You, it really is you! You’re not dead after all!”
“We’re surrounding this place with so many people. Let’s see where you can run now.”
The malicious ghost suddenly said, “That’s right.”
His desire to possess Jiang Luo was fulfilled. Chi You had tasted Jiang Luo, so he wouldn’t be interested in him anymore. He could now return to his plan to lure Jiang Luo into h*ll.
More than twenty people rushed inside, some rich, some commoners, all watching Chi You warily. But the moment they entered, the wooden door slammed shut behind them.
They were all startled.
Chi You suppressed a strange unease and smiled, standing straight. Politely he asked, “May I ask who drugged Jiang Luo?”
He squinted happily. “He let me take a huge advantage. I’m very pleased, and I want to thank him properly.”
“For example, by making sure he’s not the first to die.”
