Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Chapter 142 The Law of True Fragrance

"I'm not here to herd horses."

Ye Jingchen shook his head when he heard Su Enxi's request.

He reached out and lifted Mai Shude's chin, looking down her snow-white neck. "But I won't put her in any danger. You can rest assured about that. I'll let her go back by tomorrow at the latest."

Hearing Ye Jingchen say this, Su Enxi breathed a sigh of relief. At least Jiu De Mai wouldn't die and would be able to come back tomorrow.

She dared not ask for anything more, fearing that Ye Jingchen would feel she was pushing her luck and become annoyed, and might just tear up the ticket.

Su Enxi: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you to look after Jiude Mai."

Ye Jingchen: "Hang up."

After hanging up Su Enxi's call, Ye Jingchen put his phone back in his pocket and reached out to straighten the black eye mask that Jiu De Mai was wearing.

Mai Shude remained defiant. She turned her head away, refusing to let Ye Jingchen touch her face, and opened her dry, pale, and chapped lips. "Don't touch me, you pervert. If you're going to kill me, just kill me already. I will never submit to you."

Ye Jingchen dipped his right index finger into the teacup on the table, then smeared some tea on Jiu Dema's lips.

Moistened by the tea, Mai Shude's lips instantly became rosy and vibrant, giving them a delicate, almost translucent appearance.

Even without lipstick, her lips were excessively red, sometimes as intoxicating as red wine, and sometimes like two scarlet scimitars that pierced the soul.

Mai Shude pursed her lips, shaking her head wildly, her long, straight black hair swaying. As time went by, her anxiety grew as her eyes were covered by a black eye mask.

Ye Jingchen stood with his hands behind his back, circling around Jiu Demai, deliberately making loud footsteps.

With her short white hair, Aki was a little confused. She slightly covered her mouth, leaned closer to Chen Motong, and lowered her voice, "Junior Motong, do you know what Commissioner Ye is doing?"

Chen Motong tucked her dark red bangs behind her ear and whispered, "Senior Aki, you don't understand. Her eyes are covered, so she can't see anything."

Ye Jingchen circled around her, making footsteps.

At first, she was able to clearly distinguish Ye Jingchen's footsteps.

After a while, she will have the illusion that a lot of people are surrounding her, just like being surrounded by people on the subway or bus.

This is a derivative illusion resulting from psychological suggestion.

Upon hearing the terms "subway" and "bus," Aki Shude instantly grasped their deeper meaning. Her mind immediately conjured up numerous films and television shows on the subject of subways or buses.

Akira flicked a wisp of white bangs from her forehead, nodded, and stroked her chin. "Domo... Sode-sire~"

Unconsciously, Aki Shuto recalled the scene of herself being bound with a belt on the bed, and her inner monologue went something like this:

"If Commissioner Ye had found this black eye patch back then and taken it out to put it on me, how would I have felt?"

Thinking of this, Shudeyaki blushed slightly and quietly lowered her head.

Ye Jingchen did not stop walking. He reached out and stroked Jiu Demai's body as if he were tickling her.

As soon as he reaches out to scratch, Mai Shude, who is hanging from the ceiling, will writhe like a water snake.

"Your legs are really long, I could play with them for a whole year."

Mai Shut up, you disgust me.

"Disgusting?" Ye Jingchen's left hand shot out instantly, his thumb entering Jiu De Mai's mouth, pressing down on her tongue, grabbing her chin, and prying open her mouth: "You're feeling disgusted now?"

This is all your own doing.

I let you off the hook last time, but this time you came to me of your own accord, so who else can you blame?

With Ye Jingchen's thumb pressing down firmly on her tongue, Jiu De Mai couldn't speak, only letting out muffled groans from her throat!

Ye Jingchen glanced at Chen Motong and said, "Bring me the teapot on the table."

"Okay." Seeing Ye Jingchen's fierce expression, Chen Motong nodded softly and handed the teapot on the table to Ye Jingchen. "Take it."

She dared not utter a single word, fearing that she too would be hung up in a moment. She didn't have the same physical strength as Mai Shude; she probably wouldn't be able to withstand being hung up for even a few minutes.

Ye Jingchen lifted the teapot, aimed the spout at Jiu Dema's open mouth, and slowly poured tea into it.

Ye Jingchen used a lot of tea leaves, and the tea was a dark yellow color with a very bitter taste.

Ye Jingchen held down Mai Shude's tongue firmly, so she could only move her throat up and down, gulping down the bitter, strong yellow tea.

Otherwise, the tea might flow into the lungs, trachea, or nasal cavity.

If you choke on water like that, it will be even more uncomfortable.

"I will pour the tea slowly to give you plenty of time to drink it, so you don't need to rush."

"You'll be fine after you finish this pot of tea. I won't force you to drink any more."

"Drink up, it's almost finished."

"Yes, just a few drops left."

As the last drop of tea dripped from the teapot, it landed on Mai Shude's bright red lips.

Ye Jingchen pulled his thumb out of Jiu Demai's mouth and then shook the empty teapot behind him.

Shudeya understood Ye Jingchen's meaning first. She walked over quickly and took the teapot from Ye Jingchen's hand: "Commissioner Ye, would you like to brew a new pot of tea?"

Ye Jingchen turned his head and glanced at the tea. He had thought it would be Chen Motong coming. He nodded and said, "Okay, go brew another pot of tea. Put in more tea leaves."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Shudeya nodded, her short white hair falling naturally, slightly covering her cheeks.

After letting out a burp, Mai, the drinker, immediately turned to Ye Jingchen with displeasure upon hearing this, "Didn't you say you'd only drink one pot? How could you do this?"

Her tongue had been pressed down so hard for so long, it must have been very painful.

Ye Jingchen remained expressionless, picking at his nails. "You've been with so many men, don't you know that a man's words are deceitful?"

Jiu Deya filled a teapot with hot water from the water dispenser and brought it over, saying, "Commissioner Ye, here you go."

Ye Jingchen took the teapot and brought the steaming spout closer to Jiude Mai's face, letting the steam gently caress her cheeks like a sauna.

"Don't worry, I'll wait until the tea cools down a bit before I pour it."

Mai Shude replied fiercely, "Do you think I'd still believe what you say?"

"Oh? You mean you want me to fill it now? It's very hot!" As he spoke, Ye Jingchen rubbed the scalding spout against his tight-fitting clothes.

Feeling the warmth of the teapot, Jiu De Mai shivered.

"I...I will still believe in you, please..."