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Chapter 16 of 93

Ch1.16 - (I) Discipline and Rough Sex 1

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Rong Jun looked at the empty syringe in the tray on the bedside table, and slowly began to lose control of his laughter. In the past, Yan Chen would be like this, but he would never be so low as to use drugs to control him.

“Only this way will I be sure that you won’t leave me.” Yan Chen’s bent eyes were full of smiles, he kissed the back of Rong Jun’s hand devoutly, and his uneasy heart gradually calmed down. Rong Jun’s strength was devoured by the tiny amount of anesthetic injected into his body early in the morning, and he just watched Yan Chen inject the second tube of unknown medicine into his body without even a chance to resist.

He doesn’t know what it will do to his body, but he’s sure that it won’t be any good. After a while, Rong Jun’s emotions seemed to be slowly calming down, and his spirit and body were gradually relaxing.

Such a change made him feel a sense of joy somehow, and it somewhat relaxed him, but when his body temperature suddenly rose, he instantly woke up. And realized what the drug was going to turn him into. Under the influence of the drug, Rong Jun didn’t have such a strong sense of resistance, and the rest of his body was scorching and numb at the same time.

He was like a doll at Yan Chen’s mercy. Perhaps it was because Rong Jun had come to a dead end, knowing that there was nothing he could do about his current condition, his thoughts became unexpectedly clear, and after thinking for a short period of time, he suddenly began to have the strength to talk, “What do you like about me?”

“As long as it’s you, I’ll like it.” Yan Chen caressed Rong Jun who was in an unusually well-behaved state. He liked Rong Jun who didn’t resist himself and didn’t stare at him angrily. This is how lovers should get along with each other. This is how it should be for both of them.

“It’s not me that you like…it’s the Rong Jun you imagined in your wishful thinking.”

Yan Chen’s hand stopped. And Rong Jun continued, “You ruined my life and my body, leaving only the ‘Rong Jun’ you like. You are deluding yourself, because the real me is already gone. Yan Chen, you are so pathetic.”

Looking at Yan Chen’s gradually darkening face, he knew he understood him. “Even if that’s the case, you still have to belong to me completely.” The madness in Yan Chen’s eyes was very blatant, poking straight into Rong Jun’s eyes.

“You can only be mine. All of you, your soul, and your body.” Hearing this, Rong Jun didn’t respond, closed his eyes, and blankly stared once again at nothing, he couldn’t help thinking again, why did he fall in love with Yan Chen in the first place?

Eventually. His crotch began to ache slightly, and he kept pushing up the loose pajama pants on his lower body, and a bone-piercing itchiness also surged in his body. The thoughts of “wanting to be penetrated” and “wanting to be played bad” crashed into Rong Jun’s brain inexplicably, crawling over it like thousands of worms, devouring his mind bit by bit.

“Ughh……” Moans began to escape from his mouth. The vision in front of him began to gradually blur. Before he went completely unconscious, Rong Jun still gritted his teeth, staring at the man he had truly loved who stared at him without mercy. He didn’t see the slightest wavering in that man’s eyes, all he saw was his greed to possess himself.

This liking made him feel disgusted and ridiculous.

“I was and have always been a fool.” It was the last thought that entered his mind before his body completely went out of control.