Played by the devil in the palm of his hand

Xu Chi finally understood why Jun Ye said that his body was weak, because compared with the physical strength of the devil, no matter how well a human being exercises, it is a world of difference.

Jun Ye's physical strength was too strong, and the size of a certain place was also very impressive. He didn't play any tricks on the bed, just pressed Xu Chi's neck, and ravaged him like a wild beast, tossing him.

Xu Chi was able to resist tentatively for the first two hours, but then he lost all strength. He let his confused eyes open, and could hardly make a sound.

Only when he was pushed too deeply did he squeeze out a sob full of pain from his throat.

He didn't know how long he had been tortured (from Jun Ye's point of view, he was loved) for a long time, and he felt as if it was dark when he was in a trance, and then slowly brightened again.

At dawn, Jun Ye finally let him go, uncuffed his handcuffs, and took a mouthful of warm water mouth to mouth.

The dry throat was moistened by warm water, Xu Chi trembled, the water suddenly choked into the trachea, he curled up and coughed earth-shatteringly.

"Cough cough cough cough cough!!"

He was coughing so hard that there was no doubt that he was even coughing up blood.

A night of indulgence didn't seem to have brought about any changes in Jun Ye, he was still in good spirits and in good spirits, but there was a little more warmth in his eyes.

Jun Ye gently hugged him into his arms, and gently followed his back, "You drink too fast, take your time."

This time he didn't feed the water himself, probably because he was afraid that Xu Chi would rebel and would not drink anymore.He found a straw, put it into the glass, and placed it near Xu Chi's mouth.

Xu Chi reached out to get the cup, but Jun Ye didn't give it to him, and said with a smile, "You can't hold it now."

"..." Xu Chi was unable to refute. His current body is really purely physical exhaustion. He has to rely on Jun Ye's arms to barely maintain a sitting posture. Raising his hands is already the limit. His fingers are trembling so badly, let alone fighting. I can't even hold a glass steady.

From his neck to his fingertips, from his waist to his ankles, there were hickeys and finger marks all over him, bright red, and there was almost a tearing pain behind him.

This demon is definitely trying to kill him in bed!

If he hadn't been fighting and practicing guns all year round, and his body was relatively strong and durable, he might have lost half of his life now.

Xu Chi had no choice but to drink half a glass of water with Jun Ye's hand, only to feel that the anxiety in his throat eased a little.

Jun Ye put down the cup, lay down with Xu Chi in his arms, and gently massaged his waist with the hands under the quilt.

"Are you hungry? When would you like to eat?"

Xu Chi closed his eyes and ignored people. He wanted to tear the devil alive, half steamed and half braised in braised sauce, and his arms and legs were put on bamboo sticks and roasted on a charcoal stove!

However, Jun Ye was also very interested in talking to himself. He gently stroked Xu Chi's hair with his fingers, watching the somewhat stiff strands wrap around his fingers and bounce off, "Do you want seafood porridge? I can do it myself Cook it for you."

Xu Chi: "..."

"Or you want to take a bath first, but you definitely can't do it yourself. I'll wash it for you later."

Xu Chi: "..."

Jun Ye squeezed Xu Chi's fingers, took out a pair of nail clippers from the bedside table, and trimmed them a little for him.

When Xu Chi was nervous or thinking, he would habitually bite his nails, causing the edges of his nails to be bumpy. He was ridiculed by beauty expert Chen Anna all the year round.

Jun Ye looked at the neatly manicured nails with satisfaction, and asked with a smile: "I have a little inspiration for the next game, do you have any good suggestions?"

Xu Chi finally frowned and raised his face, his voice was low and hoarse, "What on earth do you want to do? Didn't you say that if you lose, you will die? Then what are you doing to me?!"

"If you caught Anna or Edward in this hide-and-seek, would you do the same to them?"

Jun Ye sneered, seeming to find it very absurd, "No, baby, they will die, and they will die more pitifully."

"You're sick!" Xu Chi tried his best to grab Jun Ye's pajama collar, and asked almost collapsed: "What the hell are you trying to do?! Ah?! Are you having fun playing with me? This city, why is it so special? Where I live, did I provoke you?!"

He spoke too quickly, and couldn't help coughing again. He covered his mouth vigorously, curled up under the quilt, and his shoulders trembled violently.

Jun Ye reached out and patted him on the back, helping him to calm down.

He seemed to be particularly conniving towards Xu Chi, but at the same time was particularly targeted. This kind of extremely opposite attitude blended together without any violation, making him unpredictable.

Jun Ye looked at the faint morning light outside the window, thought for a while, and then said, "Okay, I can let you all go."

Xu Chi raised his head abruptly, staring at him suspiciously, "Really?"

Just like the sudden pardon he received when he was pushed to the execution platform, it cannot but make people doubt that there is a bigger trap behind it.

"But there is one condition." Jun Ye smiled, "My name represents Tyrant and Polar Night, but I don't like these two words very much. I have another name. Whenever you think of it, I will let it go. You go."

"..." Xu Chi was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but uttered a swear word, furious, "How would I know what your other name is? You are just kidding me! How do you make me guess, Huahua, Da Huang, Xiao Hei, who the hell knows your name!"

Jun Ye still maintained a very graceful smile, but his face was obviously not very good-looking, a little gloomy, "Baby, don't put the dog's name on me, and don't guess randomly, because every time you make a mistake, you will usher A punishment."

"As for the content of the punishment..." Jun Ye patted Xu Chi's butt, and said ambiguously, "It's up to me."

The nightmarish affair of last night suddenly crashed into his mind with a very impactful gesture, Xu Chi's body visibly stiffened, Jun Ye saw a trace of imperceptible fear flashing in his eyes, and then he was bluffed replaced by ferocity.

"I've never seen you like this..." Xu Chi almost gritted that sharp canine tooth, and stared at him angrily, "Such a bastard!"

"Thank you for the compliment." Jun Ye thanked you very politely, "But I won't let you guess blindly. After that, every time you win a game, I will give you a hint about your name."

"In the end, whether you remember my name first or your companions die first depends on your own efforts." Jun Ye leaned close to Xu Chi's face, and lightly bit his ear, as if Whispering like a lover, "This is an exclusive game between you and me."

Xu Chi shivered, and he immediately turned his head to avoid the other party's breath spraying in his ears.

More than ten hours of ravages took away most of the strength in his body. It wasn't until near noon that Xu Chi could barely get up from the bed, grabbed the sheet beside him to cover his body, and planned to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Jun Ye sat by the bed and asked caringly, "Do you need help?"

Xu Chi ignored him, stepped on the carpet, his knees suddenly went limp, and he staggered and fell to his knees.

If Edward and the others knew that he was so fucked that he couldn't get out of bed, he would rather shoot himself in the head than lose face!

Jun Ye smiled behind him, and said softly, "Let me carry you."

Xu Chi struggled to get up from the ground, leaned on the wall and walked into the bathroom, cursing in a simple and horrified way: "Get out!"