As soon as these words were spoken, Huo Qi's head instantly started shaking like a rattle drum, "No, no, no need, no need!"
He couldn't hold back anymore and turned completely around, his ears burning so hot he wished he could scratch the walls.
Behind him, Xiao Yixing withdrew his gaze and snorted coldly in displeasure.
That late night, he was vomiting everywhere.
It tortured him all night long.
Huo Qi felt he was at his limit, pressing one hand desperately against his heart.
It was probably because he had realized the truth about that night, which was indeed too shocking, making his heart almost burst out of his chest cavity.
Meanwhile, from behind, the man's voice came again, emotionless:
"I agreed to it, are you finally satisfied now."
Saying that, he burst out two more words, "Come here."
Huo Qi: "..."
Damn, where could he go?
Young Master Huo, growing up so big, encountered such an awkward and helpless situation for the first time, and also—unspeakably shameful.
