Chapter 1084 The Reborn Young Master’s Pampered Cousin (82)

Bai Weiwei went blank for a moment before flusteredly picking up her dudou.

But Qi Chimu gave a hollow smile, looking up at her from below.

As though thinking that this appearance of hers was more cowardly.

Bai Weiwei’s fingers stiffened, and she immediately straightened her body, not wanting to be looked down on by him.

She drew back and flicked her whip.

“What can you do if I let it fall? You can see, but you can’t touch.”

Her fingers were slender and white as snow. Gripping the black whip, they held a poisonous charm.

Each time she struck him, she did not cover her body, stretching herself into a provocative1 arc.

Making him forget the pain of being whipped on his upper body.

There was only a different, instinctual pain in the torment.

At first, he had only wanted to let her take revenge.

So he’d tied himself up, not to let Bai Weiwei feel at ease, but to make himself unable to resist her.

Because he had no confidence in his self-control to regard everything coolly.

How could he have known that, with a person he liked, any self-control he had may as well have never existed.

She didn’t even have to do anything for him to go insane.

But he had still underestimated himself. Qi Chimu moved his hand.

When she tempted him, his strength was much greater than usual.

The strip of cloth binding his wrists snapped.

But she still hadn’t realized.

Should he continue to let her have her revenge? She looked so happy.

Infatuation emerged in Qi Chimu’s eyes. He endured until his entire being was about to completely collapse.

But Bai Weiwei was completely ignorant of it. She suddenly reached out and pinched the red point on his chest.

“Cry, then say you’re a beast.”

Qi Chimu silently stared at her. The final strip of cloth binding his wrists was torn until it could not be torn any further.

His voice was frighteningly hoarse. “Weiwei, you’re right. I am a beast.”

Bai Weiwei sneered and lifted her chin, an appearance of looking from high above.

“That’s right, you are a beast.”

Presumably, to be able to take control of Qi Chimu, who normally was always bullying her, was an extremely proud matter for her.

Qi Chimu suddenly shook his head and sighed. “I am not a beast, I am worse than a beast.”

Saying this, Qi Chimu reached up and, under Bai Weiwei’s astonished gaze, rubbed his numbed wrists.

Then, without giving her any time to react, he slipped an arm beneath her forearm to wrap around her body and turned her over, pressing her body beneath his.

A feverish body, locking her in an ambiguous and confining posture.

Only then did Bai Weiwei realize her fear. She shrank back, dropping the whip in her hand in her fright.

Qi Chimu’s chest was covered in whip marks, but he was not annoyed. He picked up that whip and shoved it into her hands.

“Be good, keep going. Beat me to death. Once I am in pain I will naturally let you go.”

Bai Weiwei finally realized her struggle. She picked up the whip and recklessly struck, but she was unable to extract herself from his fiery embrace.

“Qi Chimu, you lied to me. You said you tied yourself up.”

But Qi Chimu clasped her chin and gave an exaggerated sigh.

“I did. It’s because you’re too alluring.”

His strength had never been greater.

It was because she gave him strength.

In the first half of the night, Bai Weiwei retaliated and counterattacked.

In the second half of the night, Bai Weiwei’s counterattack failed, and she was soundly defeated.

She struggled to the very end2, the strikes of the whip hard and heavy.

He doggedly hounded her, not allowing her ruthlessness to succeed in her escape.

Finally Bai Weiwei cried out.

“You bastard, didn’t you say you’d let me go if you were hurt?”

Qi Chimu kissed her tears, his gaze burning intensely.

“If you don’t whip me to death, I won’t feel the pain.”

Bai Weiwei was scared into crying from his perversion.

Qi Chimu couldn’t help it and touched her beautiful eyes that resembled spring water. “Cry more. I like it very much.”

When she cried, he itched to bully her.

To offer up his heart and bully her to death.

【Ding! Male lead’s favorability: 90.】

1: 血脉偾张: lit. blood vessels swell wide; an expression describing a state of agitation or excitement.↩

2: 苟延残喘: to struggle on whilst at death’s door.↩