Chapter 3

Three months, three months! She now truly admired those prostitutes, trampled day after day by different men, yet somehow managed to endure year after year, while she couldn't even face tonight!

But even if she dared not, what could she do? She couldn't ask her parents for a hundred thousand; besides taking out a loan from a loan shark, she had no way to raise a hundred thousand. Did she have any choice now but to endure for three months?

Endure. It was just enduring, wasn't this what she, He Lele, was best at?

There were no fresh ingredients in the refrigerator. He Lele took out two eggs and joked to herself:

"At least here, I don't worry about food or shelter."

After scooping all the fried rice from the pan onto a plate, He Lele was just about to catch her breath when a spoon suddenly extended from behind, startling her into a jump; she nearly threw both the pan and the spatula away.

"You, you..." A man! A very, very handsome man!

Seeing Shentu Mo had only returned to take a shower and change clothes, but while passing through the first-floor living room, he was drawn into the kitchen by the scent of fried rice. After taking a couple of bites, he found it quite good, so he casually carried the plate out to the dining table outside the kitchen, without looking at He Lele once from start to finish.

Was it him? The man from last night? As soon as this doubt arose, He Lele instinctively denied it. The man before her was also very tall, and his figure under black clothes and pants looked very fit, but... the feeling was wrong. The man from last night was like a volcano constantly erupting with lava, while the man before her was like a forest where all animals had died out.

Should she take the initiative to greet him?

The contract clearly stipulated that she was not allowed to inquire about any information regarding the property owner; any owner who could freely enter and exit this apartment was her client. She had only obligations, no rights whatsoever.

"At eleven o'clock tonight, make another portion and deliver it to the fifth floor."

"O-okay." Looking at the empty plate left by the man on the table, He Lele breathed a sigh of relief.

Not making fried rice again, He Lele fried an egg and ate something casually. Fortunately, she always cooked a bit extra when making rice. Fried rice tastes better made with cold rice, so she cooked another pot, spread it out to cool, wrapped it in plastic wrap, and put it in the refrigerator. Only after finishing all this did she return to her own room, set the alarm clock, and then prepare to put her clothes back from the suitcase into the wardrobe.

She was not giving up in despair; she was simply choosing the lesser of two evils.

Click! An extremely faint sound, and the lights went out in response.

He Lele's heart tightened, and she looked at the door with barely concealed terror.

!! The door slammed shut in response.

Author's note:

Two of the five perverts have appeared, but there are not just five perverts!

I checked, and it seems everyone is asking for votes. Jiangshan is a newcomer and feels too embarrassed to ask, but I hope that if you like it, you can first add it to your bookshelf, and if you enjoy reading it, award some votes; Jiangshan would be extremely, extremely grateful!

☆、Chapter 4 Played Half to Death

Suddenly plunged into darkness, He Lele could see nothing at all; she only reflexively wanted to escape, getting as far from the door as possible. But before she could take a step, her small arm was already tightly gripped in someone's hand.

"Do you know... how slaves who privately fled were treated in ancient times?" A voice like it came from hell.

He Lele trembled all over uncontrollably. "I, I didn't..."

Don't shake! Don't shake! She had survived last night; what else was there to fear! If she was afraid like this every day, she definitely wouldn't last three months! She couldn't be afraid! There were already enough things in this world she feared; she absolutely couldn't add any more!

!! Seeing Ruan Lin kicked the suitcase at his feet. Originally, he was in a good mood today; he had even treated the main cast and crew of the film crew to a dinner tonight, but all his good mood instantly turned into an off-the-charts anger level the moment he saw her packing her luggage!

A woman who deserves to be fucked!

"Men would be executed in the most cruel manner and their bodies left exposed, while women would be stripped naked, thrown into a crowd of men, and raped to death..."

"I, I am not a slave!" He Lele mustered the courage to argue. For so many years, she had deliberately trained herself to remain calm in the face of trouble and unflappable in the face of change, but all her training results collectively deserted her in the face of this job.

"That's right, so I won't play you to death—I'll just play you half to death!"

"Ah!"

The man gave a great swing with his large hand, and He Lele was thrown onto the bed like a piece of clothing.

"No!" She had just... changed the sheets this afternoon, no, that's not it, her body still hurt so much... He Lele tried to scramble off the bed, rolling and crawling, while the man merely snorted, grabbed her ankle, dragged her back to the center of the bed, pinned her face down, and in three quick moves tore off all her clothes.

"Mmm ah--" First to invade were his long fingers.

The sense of pressure transmitted from his fingers satisfied him, but it was not enough to soothe his anger. Tonight, he not only wanted to relieve his fire, but also to teach this woman who deserved to be fucked a lesson!

"No, ah..." The rough treatment from the previous night had already made her tender petals swollen, red, and extremely sensitive; her honeyed passage could not withstand even the slightest breeze or rustle. Now, the thrusting of two fingers was like a huge saw blade scraping and cutting inside her, making her unbearable, causing her to gasp continuously.

"L-lightly, lightly... please..."

As soon as the woman's pitiful, delicate plea for mercy entered his ears, a sharp line of pleasure quickly shot up from her tailbone to her back, slid over her shoulders, and finally disappeared into Seeing Ruan Lin's chest. Seeing Ruan Lin curved his lips; the strength in his hand did not decrease but increased instead, causing the woman's moans to be filled with even more crying.

She could think of nothing, do nothing; the other parts of her body seemed not to belong to her at all. The only thing He Lele, pinned firmly to the bed by the man, could feel was that tiny square inch being wantonly played with.

The man wickedly thrust deep, rotated, and dug, as if some treasure were hidden within the soft narrow passage, scratching and itching incessantly.

"Ah... ah... um... stop, please, don't anymore, ah--" With the secretion of honeyed water inside her passage, the original pain was mixed with an indescribable tingling itch, constantly stimulating her limit of endurance.

The petals opening and closing continuously with his fingers' in-and-out motion, the perky buttocks twisting constantly to dodge the torment, the deeply concaved waistline, the tense back and fragrant shoulders; everything before his eyes made Seeing Ruan Lin's body and mind incredibly excited. Finally, he ended the current lewd play, unfastened his pants, scooped up the woman's waist with his left hand, made the woman kneel and crawl before him, then bit down on the woman's shoulder. His scorching long sword in his lower body crashed in like a heavy hammer, pounding and thrusting deep and fast like a pile driver!