Chapter 312: 308 Depravity

After getting off work this evening, Ji Jian and his colleagues agreed to have dinner together.

With cups and chopsticks clashing and the wine having passed three rounds, the table was already a mess of cups and plates.

"Manager Ji, have you encountered any good news these past few days?" The colleague who had worked overtime and left with Ji Jian the day before yesterday looked at Ji Jian's somewhat distracted expression and couldn't help but ask with a laugh, his eyes carrying a hint of teasing.

Ji Jian's unfocused pupils slowly converged, the corners of his mouth lifted slowly, and he smiled somewhat strangely: "You could say that."

"So you really are in love, aren't you?" The colleague immediately folded his arms, looking quite interested.

Ji Jian shook his head and said honestly: "That's not it."

Several other colleagues also joined the army of teasing Ji Jian. In their eyes, Ji Jian was a slightly shy young man. Although he was easygoing enough in daily interactions, he rarely talked about things related to his emotional life, so everyone was a bit curious about Ji Jian.

Ji Jian shook his head again, honestly saying that he really wasn't in love, and revealed that he was still single since birth.

Facing the honestly answering Ji Jian, the group couldn't do anything about him, and just assumed he didn't want to talk about it, so they stopped asking at the right time.

At 9:30 PM, Ji Jian returned home. He dragged his exhausted body to the refrigerator, took out a bottle of soda, then went to the beanbag chair and sat down with a thud. The soft and comfortable chair was like a succubus's land of gentleness, making one feel comfortable to the point of depravity. Ji Jian couldn't even help but let out a comfortable moan, and fueled by the alcohol, he shouted, "Refreshing!"

Opening the soda and taking a few sips of the astringent, fizzy, cold drink, Ji Jian's originally muddled spirit instantly perked up. However, this burst of energy didn't last long and soon turned into a clear-headed laziness. He snuggled into the beanbag chair and glanced at the electronic clock on the bedside table, thinking it was time to take a shower, but his body remained motionless.

Another voice in Ji Jian's mind was telling him in a seductive tone that it was fine; since tomorrow was the weekend, there was nothing wrong with being a little depraved.

A major characteristic of contemporary young people was then manifested vividly in Ji Jian: complete obedience to desire!

Ji Jian turned on his computer and happily began surfing the internet. It wasn't until after 11:00 PM that he finally stopped playing and went to collect his clothes for a shower.

By the time he finished showering and tidied up his change of clothes, it was already 12:00.

Far from feeling tired, Ji Jian felt even more energetic. He unplugged his fully charged phone and lay on the bed to fiddle with it. As soon as the screen unlocked, he received a notification that a video blogger he followed closely had updated. He looked like a mouse that had smelled something delicious, his eyes lighting up instantly, and he hurriedly picked up the headphones placed on the bedside table and put them on.

Video title: Although it's hellish, it's very sleep-inducing!

Ji Jian quite agreed with this title. At this moment, he noticed the video blogger's information again and was surprised to find that the other party's follower count had actually broken through the 20,000 mark in just a few days from the initial single digits!

This was a quite rare and strange thing. After all, this blogger was active in the niche Sleep Aid Video circle, and the videos themselves didn't have any visuals, which greatly reduced their watchability. At the same time, the blogger also actively closed off channels for interacting with fans... The fact that the other party could accumulate such a number of followers in a short time despite various behaviors that drastically lowered the favorability of passersby was, to say the least, incredible.

But upon second thought, Ji Jian realized this wasn't entirely incomprehensible. In terms of the quality of the sleep-inducing effect alone, this video blogger's ability was not inferior to any expert in the sleep aid video world he knew. Purely in terms of sleep-inducing sound effects, Ji Jian personally felt that this blogger could rank first in his heart, and objectively speaking, should also be able to rank in the top ten of the industry.

Such an excellent and potential-filled new sleep aid video blogger deserved such a growth in followers.

Looking at the pitch-black video interface, Ji Jian's finger paused above the play button. For some reason, he suddenly hesitated, as if a faint voice in his mind was telling him something.

Don't listen! Don't listen!

"Only by sleeping early and rising early can one have a healthy body." Ji Jian glanced at the clock on the table, and his false rationality and true desire convinced him.

He still clicked on the video. As a crisp tapping sound came through the headphones, Ji Jian felt as if a spring flood was surging into his cranium, his soul feeling washed and stimulated, and he couldn't help but let out a foolish, strange laugh.

Switching the video to background playback mode, Ji Jian turned off the phone screen and tossed it to the side of the pillow, looking at the ceiling with dazed eyes. Everything before him seemed to have become dreamlike and illusory.

Everything twisted and changed, space was squeezed and deformed, and all things rose and fell amidst lines of changing colors. He drifted like duckweed in this world of solitude, one moment drifting with the waves and rising and falling, the next accelerating into the sky and leaping into the clouds, and the next falling infinitely, plunging into the abyss, stimulating his heartbeat... He danced in the illusion woven by that sound and was pulled and tugged by an invisible magic; this mysterious feeling was intoxicating.

Haka—ka—

Ji Jian seemed to hear a strange low roar, but he didn't pay much attention to it, just remaining intoxicated by the pleasant, infinitely magical sleep-inducing sound effects. One moment it was tapping sounds, the next mouth sounds, and then scratching sounds... All of them made him unable to stop.

That was an orgasm far beyond what lust could weave, a pleasure surpassing thousands of amusements, a dream he enjoyed alone at this moment.

Ji Jian slowly narrowed his eyes. He looked at the room environment, which could no longer be recognized as any familiar scene; he felt neither fear nor strangeness. He saw his ceiling bulging, and those brilliant, flowing lines were wrapping around that bulging human-shaped silhouette, as if it were a human-shaped cocoon, and something inside was about to break out of its shell.

That human cocoon reached out a hand toward him, and a large pit was sunken into the facial area, as if the thing inside the cocoon wanted to make a sound, like a poor woman drowning and calling for help.

Ji Jian smiled happily, smiling until his face became stiff. He saw the hand that looked like it was asking for help, and he instinctively reached out, wanting to grab the other party.

He thrust his body, feeling his body floating upward, slowly approaching the "female-bodied creature" on the ceiling. When his fingertips touched the other party's soft fingers, Ji Jian felt as if he had been electrocuted, feeling so comfortable that his whole body was about to split apart; the version of himself that had plunged into desire wanted to break out of this worldly skin and the shackles of morality.

The human cocoon probably felt the same way. After the other party's hand touched Ji Jian, the cocoon also seemed to have triggered a switch for desire, emitting an even more intense roar. The silhouette protruding from the ceiling became more distinct and clear, and the outstretched hand suddenly advanced several dozen centimeters, instantly gripping Ji Jian's wrist, and then pulled Ji Jian toward it.

Ji Jian felt no fear at all; instead of being alarmed, he was delighted, actively reaching out to embrace the human cocoon.

Just as passionate, desperate, and depraved as last night.

Ji Jian's room slowly turned into a blood-red color, and a human and a humanoid silhouette attempting to break through the dimensional space were constantly squeezing, twisting, and crazily deforming in this blood-red world!