Chapter 72: Climb On Yourself (Part 2)

Chapter 72: Climb On Yourself (Part 2)

Shen Zhixue’s eyes widened, completely baffled by what Jiang Huizhou was doing.

He’s been poisoned, and he’s not even worried?!

Jiang Huizhou gripped Shen Zhixue’s neck, pulling him forcefully into his arms, his eyes dark with turbulent intensity.

"Ow." Shen Zhixue’s lips were bitten hard by Jiang Huizhou, and it definitely drew blood because he tasted the metallic tang of blood.

Tears welled up in Shen Zhixue’s eyes from the pain, and though he wanted to push Jiang Huizhou away, his hands were too weak to resist, leaving him helpless against Jiang Huizhou’s domineering and frenzied advance.

After a lingering kiss, Shen Zhixue’s lips were swollen and crimson, becoming vividly swollen.

He pursed his lips and said, "Jiang Huizhou, stop acting crazy. You need to go to the hospital..."

"I don’t need to." Jiang Huizhou’s throat moved as he covered the mark on Shen Zhixue’s neck with his fingers. He raised an eyebrow and said hoarsely, "I don’t need a doctor, Zhi Zhi."

Shen Zhixue frowned, "Don’t talk nonsense. You need to...!!!"

His hand was grasped by Jiang Huizhou’s cold, strong hand, and without hesitation, it was guided downward to touch something massive that had already stirred to life.

Even through his suit pants, the heat from that place could be felt in Shen Zhixue’s palm.

Shen Zhixue looked up in shock at Jiang Huizhou.

Wait, can someone paralyzed... really do this?

Doesn’t he have no feeling in his lower body?

For some reason, every move Jiang Huizhou made now seemed unbearably seductive.

The way his throat moved as he spoke, and the husky, desire-filled tone of his voice.

When Jiang Huizhou’s scorching mouth enveloped his earlobe, Shen Zhixue shivered slightly.

"Can you feel it?" Jiang Huizhou chuckled softly, "Zhi Zhi, it’s pulsing for you."

Shen Zhixue: "..."

What the hell is pulsing?!?!

Shen Zhixue quickly pulled his hand away, stammering, "I’ll... I’ll grab your wheelchair. You should get up first."

What kind of drug did they slip him?!

Shen Zhixue stumbled out to fetch Jiang Huizhou’s wheelchair, swallowing hard before finally steadying his voice, "No matter what, you need to get up from there and change your clothes. You’ll get sick like this..."

Jiang Huizhou remained seated, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to drip blood.

Shen Zhixue stood at the doorway, biting his lip.

The suspicion in his heart seemed to be confirmed, leaving Shen Zhixue at a loss.

Seriously, who poisons their enemy with an aphrodisiac?!

Jiang Huizhou’s throat moved again as he said hoarsely, "No need. You can leave."

Shen Zhixue hesitated, pinching his palm, and murmured, "Can’t I take you to the hospital?"

"They came for me," Jiang Huizhou gasped, his voice tinged with sensuality, his damp bangs clinging to his unusually flushed face, adding a vivid, provocative flush to his pale complexion.

"If I'm carried out through this door, my identity will be known to everyone by tomorrow."

Shen Zhixue crouched on the ground, holding his forehead in despair, "You knew your identity couldn't be revealed, right?! Then why did you come?!"

Jiang Huizhou chuckled softly, saying nothing.

Shen Zhixue didn't know how strong the drug was, but he could see Jiang Huizhou was struggling. Leaning against the cold tiles, Jiang Huizhou reached out with effort to turn on the shower again, letting the cool water pour down.

Angrily, Shen Zhixue stood up, paced around in circles twice, then turned and left.

Jiang Huizhou's expression darkened as he pushed his wet hair back, revealing his smooth forehead.

He lowered his head, and after a while, a scornful smile appeared on his lips.

"Hah."

"...Why are you laughing so creepily?"

Shen Zhixue reappeared at the bathroom door, looking at him with a helpless expression.

Jiang Huizhou suddenly looked up, a flash of surprise in his eyes, "You... didn't leave?"

"What, I just went out to close the door," Shen Zhixue walked over and turned off the shower, "You'll get sick like this."

Jiang Huizhou squinted, "So, why did you stay?"

Shen Zhixue pursed his lips, helped Jiang Huizhou onto the wheelchair, and pushed him out of the shower room, his ears turning pink.

As he bent down to unbutton Jiang Huizhou's shirt, his fingers trembled.

"Usually in TV shows, when someone is drugged like this, as long as... you know, it's taken care of, right?"

Jiang Huizhou tilted his head, watching him with amusement.

Whether from cold or fear, the little rabbit was shivering all over.

"Is this your choice?" Jiang Huizhou grabbed Shen Zhixue's wrist, his other hand reaching up to touch the hickey on Shen Zhixue's neck, "You chose Lu Qingyan instead of me, didn't you?"

Shen Zhixue was stunned, "What does Lu Qingyan have to do with this?"

Jiang Huizhou smiled, "Hmm, nothing."

Then Shen Zhixue was forced to sit on Jiang Huizhou's lap, his face flushed, completely unsure of what to do next, just passively holding onto Jiang Huizhou's neck, lowering his head, doing whatever Jiang Huizhou told him, obedient like a little rabbit.

"Good Zhi Zhi, relax a bit, open your legs, if you hold them so tight..." Jiang Huizhou reached down, the sound of the metal buckle being undone was particularly clear and sensual amidst the light gasps, Shen Zhixue knew what was coming next.

He didn't know if this was worth it, but having come this far, he had no choice. He buried his head in Jiang Huizhou's neck, his voice trembling with suppressed sobs, "...I, I'll try."

Jiang Huizhou chuckled, "There are things we need in the nightstand drawer, can you get them for me?"

Shen Zhixue's legs were already too weak to support him, but he managed to get up and fetch the items from the nightstand drawer.

It wasn't unusual for a hotel nightstand drawer to have such things, Shen Zhixue didn't suspect anything.

Jiang Huizhou blinked with an innocent expression, "My legs can't move, can you help me, Zhi Zhi?"

Shen Zhixue gritted his teeth, thinking to himself, I must have killed the Jiang family in my past life to be reincarnated into this novel to serve him, even having to do this by myself!

He had never had any experience in this area, so it didn't go smoothly. Even with Jiang Huizhou's guidance and some half-hearted preparation, he still felt excruciating pain.

Especially since he was doing it himself.

It almost seemed like he was willingly seeking out the pain. Shen Zhixue couldn't help but let out soft sobs, but Jiang Huizhou showed no mercy, no tenderness, pressing firmly on Shen Zhixue's waist and suddenly thrusting into him.

They were instantly pressed tightly together. Shen Zhixue let out a sharp cry, tears immediately streaming down his face.

Before he could even recover, Jiang Huizhou's lips landed on his neck.

The skin there, already red from being pinched, was subjected to new abuse. Jiang Huizhou sucked and bit, like a rabid dog marking his territory repeatedly.

Shen Zhixue felt as if a vicious wolf had clamped its jaws around his neck, experiencing a near-death fear. He cried out uncontrollably, "Stop, it hurts, ah, Jiang Huizhou... it really hurts."

The skin on his neck was pierced by sharp teeth, and blood began to seep out. Jiang Huizhou's tongue darted out, lapping up the blood, and asked knowingly, "Where does it hurt?"

Shen Zhixue couldn't even speak clearly, only repeating through tears, "It hurts... it hurts..."

"It's alright, it'll be over soon." Jiang Huizhou cupped his face, gently kissing away his tears. "Zhi Zhi, you promised to move on your own, remember?"

Shen Zhixue pressed his forehead to Jiang Huizhou's, biting his lower lip as he began to sway slightly.

Even so, his movements were so sluggish they were almost imperceptible. In fact, this was the most he could manage—he simply had no strength left.

"That won't do." Jiang Huizhou's eyes were dark, unnervingly deep. "Zhi Zhi."

In the next instant, Shen Zhixue's eyes flew open in shock!

Jiang Huizhou's eyes narrowed, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips as he took in the mix of lingering desire and shock on Shen Zhixue's face. The two expressions coexisting on Shen Zhixue's face gave Jiang Huizhou immense psychological satisfaction.

Even if it meant revealing his long-hidden secret to Shen Zhixue, it was worth it.

Shen Zhixue stammered, "You... how could you..."

Jiang Huizhou held him.

But before Shen Zhixue could fully process his shock, another overwhelming sensation swiftly overtook him.

Jiang Huizhou swept him up, carrying him a few steps before depositing him onto the hotel bed.

Shen Zhixue arched his snow-white neck, soft, unbearable moans escaping his lips.

Jiang Huizhou reached out, brushing Shen Zhixue's bangs aside to reveal eyes brimming with tears and desire.

"Hmm, perhaps it's because... Zhi Zhi is simply too irresistible." Jiang Huizhou smirked, a laugh of unrestrained arrogance escaping him. "Even I find it hard to resist you like this."

Shen Zhixue wanted to ask more, "Your legs... they were never..."

But Jiang Huizhou didn't let him finish.

In the next moment, Shen Zhixue was plunged into the depths of desire, his mind consumed entirely by Jiang Huizhou.

Disability, poisoning, missions, consequences—all were thrown to the wind. The scent of sandalwood mixed with burning tea leaves seemed to permeate his entire being...

Shen Zhixue was tossed and turned countless times, feeling as if his body was about to fall apart. His eyelids were too heavy to keep open, but Jiang Huizhou was still full of energy.

At first, he could still manage a few pleas for mercy, but in the end, all he could do was cry.

Crying until his eyes were swollen and red, crying until his voice was hoarse, crying until he was utterly exhausted, crying until he was completely voiceless.

Jiang Huizhou was like a mad dog on the bed, as if he was out for blood.

"You..." In the end, Shen Zhixue pressed against Jiang Huizhou's shoulder, unable to even make a sound, only managing to form the words with his lips.

Jiang Huizhou narrowed his eyes, allowing the sweat from his hair to drip onto the creamy skin beneath him, then blending with the fluids on his body.

He read Shen Zhixue's lips—

"You're going to kill me."

The prayer beads on Jiang Huizhou's wrist were glistening with sweat, their scent growing even stronger.

He gazed with satisfaction at Shen Zhixue, his body marked all over by his touch, and said softly, "Zhi Zhi, be a good girl, just one last time."