chapter 8

Hikaru Ogata's smile froze at the corner of his lips. He looked at her silently for a moment, and then smiled again, "Of course it can be used." He said, went to look at the Boss Nobu again, and reminded with a chuckle: "Mr. I'm coming back soon, Boss Nobu is a bit serious, don't let other couples have conflicts."

Sure enough, he knew everything, knowing that Furkan would come back tomorrow, so he deliberately rushed to tease her today. He deliberately left a loophole, trying to lure her to put all her eggs in one basket, and then watch her desperately fighting but helpless miserable situation, just like The cat's teasing before killing the mouse!

She would not let him have his way, never!

Only when people are forced into a desperate situation, will they burst out with extraordinary loneliness, push all the panic and cowardice in their hearts into a corner, and face all the pain and torture.

She withdrew her gaze, and turned her gaze to the fat man in front of her. With a faint blush on her face, she seemed to be restraining her shyness, and asked him softly: "Boss Nobu, how about we change places? I don't want to be seen by them." As she spoke, biting her lower lip lightly, she raised her body and leaned closer to the man's ear: "They looked at it but didn't pay."

The man froze for a moment, couldn't help laughing, picked her up from the sofa, and walked to the second floor. She obediently snuggled into the man's arms, looked over his shoulder at Hikaru Ogata by the window, and he was also looking at her, smiling slightly, and slowly raised his wine glass to greet her. She returned a contemptuous smile, telling herself that as long as she endured, all the suffering would eventually pass.

Go on, no matter what she will face, she will persevere, wait for the moment when his defenses let go, and then defeat him and send him back to hell.

As the night deepened, the darkness embraced all the filth and embarrassment, looked indifferently at the distorted faces and entangled bodies, and the carnival continued.

Seika Matsumoto rushed out of the room, threw herself on the sink, rinsed her mouth over and over again, and rubbed her lips vigorously. She retched uncontrollably, but since she hadn't eaten anything at night, even though her body vomited almost convulsively, Except for the tears all over her face, she couldn't even spit out water.

When she looked up, she saw Hikaru Ogata in the mirror.

He leaned against the wall and looked at her, his eyes were indifferent, but the corners of his lips raised slightly, and asked her mockingly: "What? It's really unexpected, Mr. He is still an all-rounder." He moved his eyes slowly up and down, Looking at her clothes that were still considered complete, she sighed: "To be able to escape from the sadist's hands completely, Mr. He is quite capable."

She looked at him in the mirror, slowly straightened up, wiped off the tears on her face and the water stains at the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, and her expression became as indifferent as his, "Hikaru Ogata, you can kill people without nodding your head."

He nodded slowly, "Yes, so I won't kill you, that's too simple."

She stared at him with a wolf-like glint in her eyes. After a long time, she turned around and walked up to him step by step. She stretched out her hand while he was staring at him, grabbed his tie, and raised her head. Look at him, "Hikaru Ogata, four years ago, you lay in front of my car and pretended to be dead. I kindly stopped to save you, but you wanted to kill me. You are the one who will avenge you. I killed your brother just to protect myself. I don't owe you anything."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked her, "Are you reasoning with me?"

"No, because it's unreasonable to talk to a beast. I want to tell you..." She laughed mockingly, stood on tiptoe, approached him provocatively, and at the moment when his brows were slightly furrowed, she blocked him Q.

This change came without warning, he never even thought that she would do such a move, he was stunned for a moment, and only remembered to drag her after a few seconds. But her hand was tightly clutching his tie, and the other hand was firmly hooked on the back of his neck, her body was so tight to him that she couldn't pull it off like a piece of brown sugar.

He was a little embarrassed by her for a moment, and clamped her thin shoulders with both hands, so that he could pull her away with all his strength, pushed her back, and asked her angrily, "Are you crazy?"

"Crazy? I'm not crazy." She squinted her cat-like eyes, her soft and alluring body leaned weakly against the sink, and she stretched out her tongue to lick her lips, slowly, little by little, like It is savoring some supreme delicacy.

This seductive appearance is so seductive that even he, who has always been calm and self-possessed, feels a little swollen. He is rarely upset, and asks with a sneer, "Why? You want to seduce me?"

"Seduce you? Oh, no, it's better to seduce a dog than to seduce you." She bent her lips, looked at him mockingly, and said word by word: "I just want you to taste that taste, how about it? How does it taste?"

Hikaru Ogata was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood what she meant. The murderous intent in his eyes instantly shot up, and she couldn't see his movements clearly, and he held his gun on his forehead.

"You want to die, don't you?" He asked her coldly with a dark face.

She was raised slightly by his gun, but there was no trace of fear in her expression, "Shoot, Hikaru Ogata, if you still have a little bit of blood, shoot me to death."

Anger was brewing in his eyes like a storm, he stared at her, and slowly opened the safety catch with his fingers. Just when she thought he was going to kill her with a single shot, he unexpectedly calmed down, the anger slowly dissipated from his eyes, and the indifference covered him again. He suddenly smiled and asked her: "Do you want to marry me?" Make me kill you and it's over, right?"

The flash of disappointment in her eyes revealed her thoughts, but she was stubborn and refused to show weakness, gritted her teeth, sneered, and asked him: "You haven't told me how it feels?"

He was not irritated by her, with a dangerous sneer on his lips, looked at her in silence for a moment, then suddenly reached out and grabbed her hair, dragged her into the corridor, kicked open a door at random, and threw her in . In the room, a pair of men and women in half-faded clothes were tumbling, the man was inevitably full of evil spirits, and was about to yell at him, but Hikaru Ogata was stunned when he saw the door, "Mr. Fu?"

"Get out! Get out!"Hikaru Ogata pointed out the door with his gun.

The man and woman were frightened by the gun in his hand, and ran out scrambling. Hikaru Ogata kicked the door shut, turned around and dragged Seika Matsumoto to the side of the bed, tapped her forehead with the muzzle of a gun, "You are not afraid of death, are you? I want to see how you are not afraid of death!" He opened the door Unlocking the safety catch, he ordered her in a cold voice: "Kneel down!"

She didn't move, she just stared at him.

He smiled angrily, hooked the corners of his lips, and asked her with a half-smile, "What? You must send someone to invite your parents over, don't you?"

Her body froze all of a sudden, her eyes were fixed on him, and she gritted her teeth tightly. After a while, she bent her knees little by little until she knelt at his feet.

He smiled lightly, but his voice was ruthless, as if from the deep cold hell, without the slightest warmth, "Since you have the guts to provoke me, you must be able to bear the consequences. Come, I want to personally ask Mr. He about his skills."

The way she bit her lip and endured the humiliation satisfied him, and also made him inexplicably excited. He stood there, lowered his head, squinted at her, and slowly moved his palm down her warm and greasy cheek, and finally stopped at She held her face under her jaw, forced her to show her fine white teeth, and threatened softly: "Please take care of your little fangs, and don't let them cause trouble for you."

Her whole body was trembling, tears were rolling in her eyes, and her lips were trembling uncontrollably. He almost thought that the next moment she would burst into tears and burst into tears, but she just Biting her lip stubbornly, she tried her best to widen her eyes, forcing down the moisture in her eyes.

He smiled slightly unconsciously, and asked her again: "You hate me very much, don't you? Seika Matsumoto, remember, this is just a small lesson, don't try to provoke me again in the future."

She didn't speak, and slowly closed her eyes.

This feeling is very strange, that stubborn and ruthless woman you hate deeply, she used to be tall and beautiful, but now, she is humiliating and kneeling at your feet, with unwillingness and resentment, doing the most private things for you The thing about... this woman, she can bring you more excitement and stimulation than other women. "

"Remember, this is my smell." He said again.

She struggled, her eyes fixed on him. If eyes could be tangible, he thought his body must have been riddled with holes by her. But this gaze made him feel excited, as if the blood in his whole body was about to burn, and the desire to tame her became even stronger.

The hatred in her eyes was burning, and she was forced to get closer to him, touching him with warm and moist lips. Almost in the blink of an eye, the desire that had just retreated surged up again, he seemed to be in a daze, he abandoned his calmness and self-control, dropped the pistol casually, and pushed her.

Seika Matsumoto struggled desperately, "Don't touch me!"

He suppressed her, fixed her wrists on top of his head, raised his body slightly to look at her, and asked, "Why? Because your husband is coming back? Afraid of leaving marks on his body?"

She refused to answer, turned her head away from him, and couldn't bear the tears anymore.

This appearance made him sneer, and the intentionally aggravated strength raged on her body, leaving countless bruises on her chest, waist, thighs, and even back... She never stopped struggling, even He had already gone in later, but this resistance only made him more excited.

Hikaru Ogata couldn't explain his behavior at the moment. He thought it might be the alcohol that had paralyzed his brain, or it might be the entanglement of those lively men and women downstairs that stimulated his male hormones, or that crazy kiss she had before. Seduced him, he lost his self-control for a moment. Not only did he touch this woman, but he also got happiness that he had never had before.

Invigorating, yet thrilling.

He wanted to humiliate her soul, but now he only wants to conquer her body. She somehow got hold of the pistol, pressed it against his chest before he could react, gritted her teeth, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Also at the same moment, the threat of death brought him a shock that he had never felt before. His body tensed uncontrollably, and his soul shuttled between hell and heaven.

He even came up with an idea, what he feels now is the experience of the Monkey at that time, death took away his life and brought him happiness at the same time.

The expected gunshot did not rang out, and the pistol with the safety on only made a light "click". She was stunned for a moment, but he had already grabbed the gun body and quickly unloaded the magazine with one hand.

Pleasure was like a tide, still washing his body layer by layer. In the endless pleasure, he lowered his head to look at her. As if she hadn't recovered from the incident just now, she widened her eyes in astonishment, and stared at him blankly, her face was completely devoid of the previous indifference and indifference, instead she was a little bewildered.

Almost like a ghost, he suddenly lowered his head and covered her lips with force. Her lips were soft and waxy, slightly hot, perhaps because of redness and swelling, and they were extra elastic when sucked in her mouth. Going further in, between the lips and teeth, in the mouth, and on the tip of the tongue, his taste is everywhere.