188 “AV Shooting Guide” Chapter 187

177: Oppression

Qiao Qiao huddled on the sofa exhausted, his body in a mess.

She exhaled slightly, her consciousness was a little erratic, and her body was cold. She wanted to pull some clothes to cover herself, but she was too tired to move a finger.

Cheng Xiu is simply not a human being.

Her physical strength seemed to be endless. He held her in this highly energy-consuming position with one hand for nearly an hour without blushing or panting. If Qiao Qiao hadn’t almost fainted from being fucked by him and cried for mercy, the man didn’t seem to be planning to let her go.

The two of them stayed together from early morning until dawn. Qiao Qiao’s legs were fucked so hard that they couldn’t close together. Her thighs were spasming. The last time Cheng Xiu just shot Qiao Qiao, her head tilted and she fell asleep. In her daze, she felt someone fed her some water. It didn’t matter. She just wanted to sleep now, even if there were earthquakes, mudslides, and volcanic eruptions.

A hand seemed to have been scratched on his bare chest, feeling numb and itchy. Qiao Qiao closed his eyes and frowned. The movement of this hand was too gentle, unlike Cheng Xiu’s.

There seemed to be something on his fingers, cold, like ice cubes, which made Qiao Qiao’s skin crawl.

Get out of here!Don’t bother me!

Qiao Qiao screamed crazily in her head, but her fingers still went their own way, and her fingertips slowly slid from her chest to her lower abdomen. Qiao Qiao finally couldn’t stand it anymore, and she opened her eyes with all her strength. Just as she was about to curse, she was caught off guard by a pair of blue eyes that were like gems.

Jian Baiyou sat next to Qiao Qiao, looking at her condescendingly, his fingers scratching her skin. The cold feeling in the dream came from the ring on his knuckles. The golden ring was inlaid with a dark red gemstone like dried blood. The red was so dark that it was almost black.

Jian Baiyou lowered her eyelids and whispered, “Did you sleep well?”

Qiao Qiao woke up instantly. She reflexively avoided Jian Baiyou’s hand, grabbed a piece of clothing to cover her naked body, and looked around for Cheng Xiu involuntarily.

Cheng Xiu knelt on the side of the sofa, his head hung low, and his clothes were neatly dressed. But he didn’t know if it was an illusion, but Qiao Qiao always felt that the black color was darker.

“Mr. Jian…” Qiao Qiao hugged his chest tightly, “Can you, can you let me get dressed first.”

“Oh, okay.” Jian Baiyou kept his casual and boring look, “You can change.”

There is no intention to avoid it at all.

Okay, it has already been seen anyway.

Qiao Qiao quickly picked up his shorts and T-shirt and put them on. Cheng Xiu on the other side swayed and managed to keep from falling by relying on the support of the table.

“Cheng Xiu!” Qiao Qiao stretched out his hand to help.

“Uh-huh.” He gently stopped her with his slender green-white index finger, “No.”

“He’s injured!” Qiao Qiao didn’t know where the courage came from. Fortunately, she was not far away from Cheng Xiu, so she grabbed his sleeve with one hand.

His hands were wet. Qiao Qiao thought it was sweat. He opened his hands and saw that they were blood red.

Cheng Xiu seemed to be unable to hold on anymore. His face was gray and his eyes were dull, as if he had lost all desire to live. Qiao Qiao was startled. The next second, Jian Baiyou gently pressed her trembling hand and made a ‘shush’ gesture at her.

“You haven’t seen it, have you?” He smiled like an innocent child, “The process of life passing from the body.”

Qiao Qiao lowered his head and finally saw his other hand hidden in the shadows. In his white palm was a slender steel whip, with blood still dripping from the tip.In a flash of lightning, Qiao Qiao understood the origin of the whip marks on Cheng Xiu’s back.

Qiao Qiao looked at him like he was a monster, and after a while he struggled to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth: “How could you do this to him!”

Jian Baiyou said calmly: “Cheng Xiu, am I not treating you well?”

Cheng Xiu’s voice was hoarse: “Young Master’s kindness will never be forgotten by Cheng Xiu.”

Jian Baiyou said: “The only person who betrayed me and is still alive is him.”

Betrayal?

“By the way, I want to thank you very much.” Jian Baiyou shook her phone and smiled brightly, “If it weren’t for you, I really wouldn’t be able to catch him.”

Qiao Qiao stared at that face that was too beautiful to look like a mortal, and felt his hair stand on end.

“Cheng Xiu.” Jian Baiyou supported his chin with one hand, casually raised his right foot, raised Cheng Xiu’s chin with his toes, and forced the latter to look at him, “Who instigated you to betray me, tell me his name, and maybe I will spare you because of our past friendship.”

Cheng Xiu lowered his eyes in submission: “Master, there is no one.”

There was a flash of silver light, and another blood mark exploded on his shoulder.

Qiao Qiao gasped and covered her mouth. The speed was so fast that if it weren’t for the blood mist that burst out, she wouldn’t even be able to figure out where the whip struck.

“Say it again.” Jian Baiyou smiled coldly.

“No…well…” Cheng Xiu couldn’t make a sound, and the soft whip twisted his neck.

“I know, you can bear the pain very well.” Jian Bai slowly pulled the whip in her direction, Cheng Xiu was also dragged to his knees, and blood dripped down the whip onto the carpet, “You know you only have a few days to live, so why don’t you say nothing?”

His eyes fell on Qiao Qiao, half-smiling but not smiling: “I have to come to see her even before I die. It’s a little more affectionate than I thought.”

Jian Baiyou let go, and Cheng Xiu was pulled hard against the corner of the table by the inertia. His broken hair was tied into strands by the mixture of sweat and blood, which was embarrassing and tragic.

Qiao Qiao couldn’t stand it anymore. Just as she was about to go over, Cheng Xiu raised her hand to stop her.

He calmly and slowly took off the gun from his waist, his hands shaking so much that he failed to unbuckle the holster several times. The pistol was placed in front of Jian Baiyou, Cheng Xiu lowered his head: “I’m sorry, young master, please punish me.”

Qiao Qiao’s head buzzed, her body moved faster than her brain, and she stood in front of Cheng Xiu without thinking.

Jian Baiyou raised his eyebrows. It seemed that things had finally developed a little differently and aroused his interest. He looked at Qiao Qiao and then at Cheng Xiu with interest, and his little finger playfully brushed his thin lower lip.

“Interesting,” he said, “Do you want to die for him?”

Qiao Qiao said bravely: “Mr. Jian… Cheng Xiu has always respected you. I think there may be a misunderstanding here.”

Jian Baiyou yawned lazily: “Cheng Xiu, did I blame you wrongly?”

“No.” Cheng Xiudao, “I am the one to blame.”

Qiao Qiao said: “But he is still doing what you told him today.”

Jian Baiyou said: “I didn’t tell him what he had done.”

Qiao Qiao said quickly: “It’s those two Vietnamese——”

“Qiao Qiao!” Cheng Xiu suddenly shouted to stop her.

Jian Baiyou laughed softly: “I suddenly thought of something more fun.”

He picked up the pistol on the table, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped it carefully before holding it in his hand. After a soft sound, the safety was pulled open.

The black muzzle of the gun pointed at the center of Qiao Qiao’s eyebrows.

Qiao Qiao moved a little to the left, and the muzzle of the gun moved to the left. Qiao Qiao moved to the right, and the muzzle of the gun moved to the right.After doing this several times, Qiao Qiao was sure that Jian Baiyou was not joking.

Qiao Qiao trembled: “I, I, I, I won’t talk too much anymore.”

Jian Baiyou didn’t look at Qiao Qiao. He rushed to Cheng Xiu behind him and said, “Are you still not going to say anything?”

Qiao Qiao didn’t dare to move, so he had to look back with the corner of his eyes. Unfortunately, he still couldn’t see Cheng Xiu’s face, and had no way of knowing his expression.

“Master.” Cheng Xiu said dryly, “It has nothing to do with her.”

“Not before.” The barrel of the gun slowly moved down, and the cold metal crossed Qiao Qiao’s cheeks, chin, and neck, and stopped on the soft left breast. Qiao Qiao was not wearing a bra, and the thin fabric could not cover the nipples that were erect due to the cold. The barrel of the gun slowly circled around it, and Jian Bai said leisurely: “But now it is.”

Qiao Qiao felt a pain in his chest, and the man’s other hand came up. Jian Baiyou twisted the little nugget, but there was no lust in her eyes.

“Master…” Cheng Xiu’s voice rarely wavered, “Please let her go.”

“How can that be done?” Jian Baiyou put a little force on her hands, and Qiao Qiao was forced to raise her chest in pain, and then she was grabbed by the waist and pulled into his arms, “I have noticed before that you seem to have a soft spot for this boring type?”

Qiao Qiao was stiff and did not dare to move.

Cheng Xiu said hoarsely: “She is not boring.”

Jian Baiyou said: “How about doing it? Is it comfortable?”

It was obviously very vulgar words, but the words coming out of Jian Baiyou’s mouth had an inexplicable taste of elegance and refinement…

Cheng Xiu remained silent.

“It should feel good.” Jian Baiyou rubbed Qiao Qiao’s breasts unscrupulously, “Maybe I should try it myself. Anyway, it’s already hard.”

Qiao Qiao closed his eyes. Sure enough, the hard thing under his butt was nothing else…

She remembered what Jian Baiyou had said that he would react easily when he wanted to kill someone. If he was so hard, did it mean that she wouldn’t be able to go back alive today?

Jian Baiyou pulled Qiao Qiao’s face, forcing her to look at him, then slowly approached, and their lips touched lightly.

If Cheng Xiu hadn’t still been kneeling next to him, and if Jian Baiyou hadn’t still been holding a gun in his hand, this scene would have been beautiful enough for Qiao Qiao to take it out and savor it every night in the dead of night.

“Jian, Mr. Jian…” Qiao Qiao turned her head slightly to avoid it. Jian Baiyou’s expression changed, her teeth closed unceremoniously, and she bit her lower lip hard.

Qiao Qiao only heard a slight ‘pop’, his lips went numb, and a pool of blood exploded between the two of them.

She covered her lips in pain. The bite was hard and deep, and blood seeped out from between her fingers. Qiao Qiao suspected that Jian Baiyou had bitten off a piece of her flesh.

Cheng Xiu clenched his hands suddenly, and his knuckles turned white.

Jian Baiyou licked the blood from the corner of her mouth, and pressed the remaining blood stains with a silk handkerchief: “It’s really ordinary and boring, even the taste of blood is so weak.”

Qiao Qiao pressed her hand on the wound to try to stop the bleeding. She did not dare to show anger on her face, so she could only curse in her stomach: crazy, perverted, and her angelic face was lost in vain.

Jian Baiyou seemed to be in a much better mood. He changed his sitting position and the bulge in his pants became more conspicuous, but Jian Baiyou didn’t care.

“Get up.” He waved his hand impatiently to Cheng Xiu, “Forget it if you don’t want to say it. I really need you to investigate those two Vietnamese. It won’t be too late to die after that.”

Cheng Xiu bowed his head deeply: “Thank you, Master.”

Qiao Qiao continued to slander, Cheng Xiu, please wake up, he means that you only have that little use value left.

“I ran for a while and didn’t even take a shower.” Jian Baiyou’s tone changed, as if he wasn’t the one who pointed the gun at Cheng Xiu just now. He said easily: “Where do you two live?”

Qiao Qiao glanced at Cheng Xiu and said bravely: “My family…”

“Is it far?” Jian Baiyou asked.

Qiao Qiao wanted to say that it was too far. It was so far that it would take three days and three nights to drive, but he didn’t dare to lie in front of this demon, so he could only honestly say: “It’s not far.”

Jian Baiyou smiled slightly.