bayedsolid Chapter 64 If I Like You
Chapter 64 If I Like You
Ji Xingyi wasn't asleep and heard the intruder climb onto the balcony. The moment the intruder bent down and touched his shoulder by the bedside, Ji Xingyi immediately grabbed the intruder's arm and flipped him backward!
With his right elbow pressed fiercely against the intruder's neck, he simultaneously pressed down on the intruder's lower body with his right leg, shifting all his weight onto the attacker. The entire action took only three seconds to completely subdue him.
A living person? Ji Xingyi heard the attacker's faint groans of pain. He turned on the light with his left hand without releasing his hold on the attacker. After recognizing Chen Jiangqiao, Ji Xingyi couldn't hide his surprise.
What was this guy doing in his room in the middle of the night?
Chen Jiangqiao's appearance is as ordinary as his name; he's the kind of person you wouldn't notice if you threw him into a crowd.
But now, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes from the pain, and the redness at the corners of his eyes had an inexplicable, strange tinge. Even his habitual grappling techniques carried an air of malpractice.
"What are you doing?" Ji Xingyi frowned, feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jiangqiao reached out and touched Ji Xingyi's chest. Under his restraint, Ji Xingyi slightly raised his head, his eyes so naked that he wanted to devour the person in front of him: "Fuck you!"
"!" Ji Xingyi was shocked, as if struck by lightning. His face showed an expression of disbelief, and he quickly and disgustedly released Chen Jiangqiao from the bed.
With Chen Jiangqiao's small frame of less than 1.8 meters, how could he possibly take him down?
This is absolutely the most disgusting joke of the year!
Recalling how close their bodies had been just moments before, an indescribable feeling of nausea instantly welled up in his throat, and Ji Xingyi's face turned ashen with rage: "Get out of here right now! Otherwise..."
"What else?" Chen Jiangqiao was not intimidated by the cold threat.
The witch amplified Chen Jiangqiao's greed to an extreme degree. After completely abandoning reason, her eyes unscrupulously traced Ji Xingyi's body, and she licked her dry lips with bloodshot eyes: "Otherwise, you can do it to me too!"
"!!!!!!!!!!"
Ji Xing's mind was racing with a herd of alpacas; he was so angry his brain had shut down. His physical instincts took precedence over his brain, and he kicked the person flying.
Seeing Chen Jiangqiao fall off the bed and roll twice on the ground, Ji Xingyi still felt unsatisfied and punched him several more times.
"Get the hell out of your head!" Ji Xingyi stood up and loosened his collar. If he didn't know that this guy's lewd behavior in the middle of the night was due to the influence of the witch, Ji Xingyi would definitely have crippled him.
This was the first time he had ever encountered someone so blatantly coveting his body, and it was a man, no less!
But the next second, Ji Xingyi's face suddenly froze, and Jiang Lin's cold eyes appeared in his mind.
Looking back at his past madness, Jiang Lin wondered if he felt the same way he did now as he did when he looked at Chen Jiangqiao.
Is it the same disgust and revulsion?
A dense, stinging sensation swept over him, causing Ji Xingyi's chest to heave violently. His fingernails dug into his palms, and the wound on his left hand reopened, with blood dripping from between his fingers.
"I know! But I can't control myself!" Chen Jiangqiao yelled as he scrambled to his feet like an unkillable cockroach. "Ji Xingyi, help me! I really can't take it anymore!"
Just as Ji Xingyi was about to shake off Chen Jiangqiao, who was clinging to his leg, he heard Chen Jiangqiao say, "Don't you like Jiang Lin? Jiang Lin doesn't like you. You can treat me like Jiang Lin if you want, but I really can't stand it!"
Chen Jiangqiao felt like a pervert. He acknowledged his sexuality in real life, but he was never so desperate as to shamelessly kneel down and beg for sex. Yet, his body was like a drug addict, and all his thoughts were controlled by the witch.
Since he couldn't have it, settling for second best wasn't so bad. The physical pain became like fuel for his burning blood, growing ever stronger until his soul was consumed by lust.
Mistaking him for Jiang Lin? Are you crazy?
Ji Xingyi's pause gave Chen Jiangqiao an opportunity, and he grabbed the man's clothes and climbed up.
As if his soul were traversing the witch's river of memories, Chen Jiangqiao transformed into Monsa, who was spying on the witch. He sneaked in through the window in the dark of night, attempting to remove the black veil covering Ji Xingyi.
However, just as he was about to touch her soft lips, a large hand grabbed his neck.
The intense feeling of suffocation brought Chen Jiangqiao's rationality back to some extent.
Ji Xingyi gradually increased the force in his hands, pulling Chen Jiangqiao away from him like an octopus, and looked down at Chen Jiangqiao's face, which was gradually turning purple.
"I like Jiang Lin, I only like Jiang Lin, are you worthy of me?"
The desire in Chen Jiangqiao's eyes was gradually replaced by fear, and the next second he was thrown to the ground by the man and fell unconscious. Ji Xingyi didn't check whether Chen Jiangqiao was dead or not, and without the slightest hesitation, turned around and strode away.
The longing that had been suppressed all day finally erupted at this moment.
He didn't know where to go, but he desperately wanted to see Jiang Lin.
He strode through the silent corridor, searched the second and third floors, and finally spotted Jiang Lin on the open-air city wall on the roof.
The young man was leading Ding Xuehui toward the back garden. Ji Xingyi's eyes darkened, and he quietly followed.
"Jiang Lin, what beautiful blue roses!" Ding Xuehui danced in the sea of flowers, her beautiful face beaming with a happy smile.
"Jiang Lin!" Ding Xuehui ran up to the young man, her face flushed. "Could you wait for me here?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Jiang Lin gently patted the girl's head and agreed. As the girl's figure receded into the distance, the smile on Jiang Lin's lips gradually turned cold.
Just then, a hand suddenly reached out from behind and covered his mouth. The attacker didn't give Jiang Lin a chance to resist at all. Taking advantage of his size, the attacker forcibly dragged him into the depths of the flower field and pressed him down.
Jiang Lin opened his bright eyes slightly; more than ten years of close contact allowed him to discover Ji Xingyi's identity immediately.
This guy's still doing this kind of thing now?
You've really made something of yourself!
Jiang Lin laughed in anger and glared fiercely at the man.
In the other world, the blue roses, like the red roses, had thorns growing on their stems. Ji Xingyi ignored him and pressed him down into the rose bushes, making Jiang Lin's back ache from the thorns.
"Linlin," Ji Xingyi's initial anger and jealousy dissipated the moment he met Jiang Lin's gaze. He looked at the person beneath him with cautious eyes, and seeing that Jiang Lin did not struggle, he released his hand from Jiang Lin's mouth: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have gotten angry at you."
"How many cigarettes have you smoked?" Jiang Lin frowned slightly. It hadn't been long, yet the man reeked of nicotine.
Ji Xingyi looked surprised. He had thought Jiang Lin would be angry, but he didn't expect Jiang Lin to be angry about these things. He buried his head in the young man's neck: "I feel terrible when you're not here. I feel terrible all over."
Her slightly choked voice was filled with the grievance of being abandoned.
Jiang Lin sighed inwardly, and was about to reach out to comfort the aggrieved dog when he suddenly felt a dampness on his neck.
"Linlin, if I like you, will you feel disgusted?"
"What if you don't want me anymore?"