Blank Charge chapter 47
Looking at the messy sheets and the dirtied Yang Shiyu, Jin Zhou felt completely disillusioned.
He had never been so embarrassed in his life.
He had talked about going all out, but it was he himself who sank, sinking down and lying flat on the grass.
Leaving discreetly from the back door of the five-star hotel, Jin Zhou and Yang Shiyu arrived at a secluded parking lot.
Adjacent to the business district, surrounded by office buildings, during the day, it was busy with people, but at night, most office workers had already left, making it even quieter than residential areas.
At that moment, Sun Yi, Xiao Wu, and Luo Xueqing were anxiously waiting in the parking lot. When they finally saw Jin Zhou coming out, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
“Why did you come out so late, Jin Zhou?” Sun Yi’s tone still had some worry. “Luo Xueqing almost pretended to be a waitress so as to come after you.”
Jin Zhou was not surprised at all that Luo Xueqing had such an idea. After all, she had wanted to join the masquerade ball previously.
“Just a few minutes late, right?” Jin Zhou’s voice was hoarse, filled with evident exhaustion. “Not a big deal.”
They had agreed on midnight as the time, and Jin Zhou didn’t have a watch on him, so he could only rely on other means to know the time. That’s why, even though it was already past midnight, Sun Yi and the others waited for a while without blindly taking action.
“Why would Judge Yang be here?” Luo Xueqing looked at Yang Shiyu in surprise, then glanced at Jin Zhou, “Is something wrong?”
Luo Xueqing was a journalist who reported on rape cases and had attended court hearings. Naturally, she recognized Yang Shiyu.
As for Jin Zhou, with red-rimmed eyes, swollen lips, and his overall condition looking off, it was inevitable that Luo Xueqing found it strange.
“Do you know each other?” Without waiting for Jin Zhou to answer, Sun Yi took over the conversation, looked at Yang Shiyu, then looked at Luo Xueqing. “This is our Jin Zhou’s… boyfriend.”
Under Jin Zhou’s deadly gaze, Sun Yi tactfully changed his phrasing and used a different term instead of “husband.”
Luo Xueqing was not one of Jin Zhou’s group of friends who could joke around freely. In that situation, a formal title seemed more appropriate.
She looked at them in shock. “Boyfriend?!”
“Do you see that person over there?” Sun Yi didn’t give Luo Xueqing any time to digest the information and immediately shifted his gaze, nodding towards another car not far away. “The one sitting in that car is Judge Yang’s informer.”
Jin Zhou followed Sun Yi’s line of sight and unsurprisingly saw Zhuang Yu.
“So…” Luo Xueqing took a deep breath, finally recovering, and looked at Jin Zhou. “Did everything go smoothly?”
“It went alright.” Jin Zhou skipped over the various dangerous details he had encountered. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk about it, but after being tormented by Yang Shiyu for several hours, he really didn’t have the energy. “I managed to capture all the guests on camera, but only half of their faces. I still need to identify them.”
Luo Xueqing looked at Yang Shiyu, who was dressed in a well-tailored suit, and asked, “So Judge Yang was also a guest?”
“Yes.” Jin Zhou didn’t deny it. “He has another reason for being here.”
“I see.” Luo Xueqing suddenly realized and nodded, guessing that Jin Zhou had been in some sort of trouble and Yang Shiyu helped him avert the crisis.
“Take this.” Jin Zhou threw the camera to Sun Yi. “I don’t have pockets.”
“Okay.” Sun Yi took the camera and stored it safely. “Then let’s leave first.”
Xiao Wu, who had been silent all along, walked to the driver’s seat and voluntarily took on the role of the driver.
Jin Zhou also opened the back left car door, but before he could take a step, Yang Shiyu beside him grabbed his wrist. “You will ride in my car.”
Luo Xueqing quickly glanced at the number of people and said, “That’ll be best. It will be a bit crowded if Judge Yang sits in this car too.”
The car was an ordinary sedan, and having two men over 1.8 meters tall sitting in the back seat, plus Luo Xueqing, would certainly make it a bit crowded.
Jin Zhou didn’t refuse and let Yang Shiyu hold his hand as they walked forward. However, as they passed by Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu suddenly looked at Jin Zhou’s neck and asked, “Jin Zhou, when did you start wearing a necklace?”
Jin Zhou paused and subconsciously touched his neck, only then realizing that the metal chain was still hanging around his neck.
Back in the suite after Jin Zhou dirtied the sheets, Yang Shiyu took him to the bathroom.
It was then that Jin Zhou realized how outrageously large the bathroom mirror was, robbing him of the little bit of shame he had left.
Yang Shiyu helped him wash in the bath, helped him put on clothes, and even helped him tidy up the wig.
Jin Zhou was so exhausted that he didn’t even want to walk, let alone look in the mirror.
If it hadn’t been for Xiao Wu mentioning it, he wouldn’t have even thought that Yang Shiyu, that despicable person, hadn’t thought to take off the chain from his neck.
“I’ve been wearing it all along.” Jin Zhou didn’t explain further and followed Yang Shiyu towards Zhuang Yu’s car.
After the two of them walked away, Xiao Wu, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, turned his head and looked at Luo Xueqing in the back seat, asking, “Was Jin Zhou wearing a thong?”
Luo Xueqing was in charge of the costumes and makeup, and Xiao Wu and Sun Yi didn’t know much about it.
Upon hearing that, Sun Yi immediately lifted his gaze from the laptop in his lap, his eyes gleaming with gossip. “A thong?”
“I don’t think so.” Luo Xueqing placed both hands on the back of the passenger seat. “He said his underwear is the kind that grown men wear, so I had him buy a pair of women’s underwear.”
“Was it a white lace one?” Sun Yi asked eagerly. “I think I caught a glimpse of it.”
“Really?” Xiao Wu said suspiciously. “But Jin Zhou walked past here just now, and it seemed like there was nothing under the cheongsam.”
“Women’s underwear is very small, maybe you just didn’t see it,” Sun Yi said.
“No way, I have a girlfriend, you know?” Xiao Wu said dissatisfied. “I’ve seen women’s underwear before, and Jin Zhou definitely wasn’t wearing one. I guess it’s a thong. He couldn’t possibly not be wearing any underwear, right?”
“Enough, enough.” Luo Xueqing, sitting in the backseat, finally couldn’t stand it anymore. “Why are you two so concerned about Jin Zhou’s underwear?”
Xiao Wu and Sun Yi both fell silent, with the driver as Xiao Wu driving and Su Yi watching the video on his laptop.
However, after a few minutes, Sun Yi suddenly pressed the spacebar with a “snap” and turned to look at the two with a serious expression. “I think I’ve solved the mystery of Jin Zhou’s disappearing underwear.”
Xiao Wu and Luo Xueqing: “?”
“Look, the party started promptly at 8 o’clock,” Sun Yi controlled the progress bar of the video and pointed to the time on the screen. “But Jin Zhou and Judge Yang left the party before 8:30.”
“So early?” Luo Xueqing exclaimed.
“After that, they went to the upstairs room,” Sun Yi continued, “Judge Yang turned on the light, and the video ends there.”
“Why did they come out so late then?” Xiao Wu, driving the car, looked at the road ahead and asked in a puzzled manner.
“Are you stupid? They were obviously having sex!” Sun Yi looked at Xiao Wu, frustrated. “That pair of underwear was probably ripped apart. Yang Shiyu definitely knows how to have fun.
Earlier, they were talking seriously about “Judge Yang,” but now they were gossiping and joking around.
“Damn, Yang Shiyu is that wild?” Xiao Wu asked in amazement.
“ Not Yang Shiyu?” Sun Yi clicked his tongue twice. “In the future, we should call them Brother Yang and his wife Jin Zhou. “
Xiao Wu laughed, “You’re going to get beaten up by Jin Zhou.”
The two men happily chatted about their elder brother, completely forgetting about Luo Xueqing sitting in the back seat.
Luo Xueqing shook her head, sighed and thought to herself about how those two were so immature.
In the other car…….
Jin Zhou leaned back against the seat, exhausted, and stared blankly at the street view outside the window.
Whenever his brain started working, he would recall how hoarse his throat was, and then countless images he wanted to delete would come to mind. So he decided to empty his mind and not think about anything.
“Jin Zhou,” Yang Shiyu turned his head slightly and softly called his name.
Jin Zhou naturally didn’t respond, and the next moment, Yang Shiyu’s big hand covered his hand back.
“Don’t touch me.” Jin Zhou instinctively quickly withdrew his hand, frowned, and glared at Yang Shiyu.
Zhuang Yu glanced at the two through the rearview mirror, lacking interest, and withdrew his gaze, focusing on driving.
Yang Shiyu took back his empty hand, sighed helplessly, and asked Jin Zhou, “Aren’t you curious about what I found out?”
It was obvious bait.
Jin Zhou immediately saw through Yang Shiyu’s intention—this guy knew he was in a very withdrawn state at the moment and didn’t know how to coax him, so he started talking about a topic that interested him.
“Not… curious,” Jin Zhou gritted his teeth.
Of course, that was a lie, but he just didn’t want to be led by the nose by Yang Shiyu again.
“It’s my fault, I lost control ,I’m sorry,” Yang Shiyu said, “I’ll be careful next time.”
“You still want a next time?” Jin Zhou looked at Yang Shiyu incredulously, “for your information, Yang Shiyu, there won’t be a next time.”
“When we get back, I’ll give you a massage then,” Yang Shiyu said again.
Jin Zhou’s waist really did hurt, and he wouldn’t refuse a free massage. He said grumpily, “it better be a good one.”
Thinking about it, Jin Zhou suddenly realized something. Why were the topics getting more and more off track?
He quickly brought the topic back and asked, “How did WangTai transfer the money abroad?”
“By setting up companies overseas, and so on,” Yang Shiyu said, “I’m not entirely sure about the specifics.”
“Did you figure it out during the cocktail party just now?” Jin Zhou asked again.
“No,” Yang Shiyu replied calmly, “My attention was entirely focused on a certain beauty.”
Jin Zhou scoffed lightly, “Men are all perverts.” He included himself in that statement.
At that moment, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Yang Shiyu. “I brought a camera.”
In other words, while Yang Shiyu failed to find out who WangTai was dealing with, Jin Zhou captured everyone at the cocktail party on video.
Although the men at the cocktail party were wearing masks, due to the strict security measures at the venue, wearing masks tended to be a kind of fetish. Otherwise, those men wouldn’t only wear masks that covered their eyes; at the very least, they would have worn proper masks.
“That’s right,” Yang Shiyu paused and continued, “With the video you have, we can find out who attended the cocktail party.”
Jin Zhou immediately understood what Yang Shiyu wanted from him. In an instant, the self-isolation that had lasted most of the night vanished.
His face returned to its usual mischievous expression, and he smiled, “Yang Shiyu, if you beg me, I’ll let you watch the video”
Back home, Jin Zhou kicked off his black flat shoes, casually shrugged his shoulders, causing the suit jacket draped over his shoulder to slide onto the floor.
Yang Shiyu followed behind and neatly arranged Jin Zhou’s scattered shoes, then picked up his own jacket from the ground.
“If you don’t beg me, you won’t get to watch the video.”
Jin Zhou walked to the edge of the sofa, crossed his right hand behind his back, and tried to unzip the cheongsam.
However, the tight cheongsam sleeve was stuck, and the zipper was located above the neckline. He reached backward for a while but couldn’t reach it.
He looked back at Yang Shiyu and naturally said, “Help me unzip.”
Due to how accustomed he was to rely on Yang Shiyu, he completely forgot that he had thrown a tantrum to make Yang Shiyu beg him to watch the video.
Yang Shiyu didn’t expose Jin Zhou’s reliance on him. He went behind Jin Zhou, held his slender waist with his left hand, and pinched the zipper pull tab with his right thumb and index finger, smoothly opening the zipper.
The movement suddenly stopped, and Jin Zhou, puzzled, urged “pull it all the way down”
“Sure,” Yang Shiyu replied, but he let go of the zipper behind Jin Zhou and reached down to himself.
Without warning, the other zipper swiftly opened, and Jin Zhou immediately turned. However, before he could react, Yang Shiyu firmly pressed him against the back of the armchair.
The hem of the cheongsam was rudely lifted, exposing the round butt cheeks.
Without any foreplay or preparation, the thick crotch forcefully parted the folds. The small entrance, already violated countless times, easily adjusted to Yang Shiyu’s swollen crotch.
“Fuck you, Yang Shiyu!” Jin Zhou’s balance was destabilized, and he put his hands on the seat cushion of the sofa to steady himself.
The surging pleasure became unbearable for Jin Zhou. He had to reach behind and support Yang Shiyu’s lower abdomen with his hand, saying, “Do you… still want to… watch the video?!”
Yang Shiyu stopped his actions upon hearing that. Jin Zhou thought his strategy had worked, but the man behind him suddenly bent down, with his member still inside him, and whispered near his ear, “I beg you, please let me watch.”
While pleading with his words, his member continued to thrust inside.
“No, you…” Jin Zhou’s curse turned into a sob, and the flush on his cheeks was evident “Can’t you… Yang Shiyu …”
Yang Shiyu grabbed Jin Zhou’s wrists, stood up leisurely while still holding his hands, and controlled the rhythm as he thrust inside.
He had already cum several times but was still erect, stirring up a storm in Jin Zhou’s ass.
Jin Zhou hung his upper body on the back of the armchair, although he had the intention to resist, he was unable to stand straight due to the forceful penetration.
Jin Zhou realized his powerlessness to resist, so he decided to indulge in the ocean of pleasure.
However, the ocean of pleasure was far from calm. Yang Shiyu would sometimes thrust shallowly, sometimes deeply, and occasionally tease, sending waves of tsunamis crashing toward Jin Zhou’s small entrance. It repeatedly pushed him to the edge, leaving him completely helpless.
“You……” Jin Zhou turned his head, his eyes reddened, and looked at Yang Shiyu. “Won’t you… touch me?”
Yang Shiyu was solely focused on forcefully thrusting, not paying attention to Jin Zhou’s crotch.
Jin Zhou could only rub against the back of the chair.
“Beg me,” Yang Shiyu replied concisely.
The shift in power stimulated Jin Zhou’s nerves. He struggled to raise his upper body and glared at Yang Shiyu menacingly. “Dream on!”
Yang Shiyu was not annoyed. He withdrew his own member from Jin Zhou’s flushed ass.
The sudden emptiness made Jin Zhou slightly uncomfortable, but such tricks were not enough to make him submit.
“Do you think—”
Before finishing his sentence, Yang Shiyu suddenly flipped Jin Zhou over, raised his legs, and penetrated him from the front.
With his feet off the ground, Jin Zhou lost his balance completely. He had to clamp his legs around Yang Shiyu’s waist, making it even more convenient for Yang Shiyu to penetrate.
“Put me down, damn it!” The cheongsam’s hem blocked their connection, and although Jin Zhou couldn’t see anything, he could vividly imagine the scene of Yang Shiyu penetrating him, filling him with immense pleasure.
“Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you at the party?” Yang Shiyu’s eyes drooped, the corners rarely touched by desire. “I want to fuck you.”
Those words, spoken by the usually indifferent Yang Shiyu, almost drove Jin Zhou to orgasm.
“Fuck you through the cheongsam.” Yang Shiyu undid the buttons on Jin Zhou’s chest, grabbed the collar, and forcefully pulled. The torn fabric revealed a large area of sweaty skin.
obviously different from a woman’s chest , there were no soft breasts beneath the cheongsam, only taut muscles.
The visual contrast made Yang Shiyu squint his eyes. Jin Zhou clearly felt something throbbing inside him, but Yang Shiyu immediately slowed down the thrusting speed, forcibly suppressing the urge to release inside him.
It was only now that Jin Zhou realized why Yang Shiyu had been so gentle before in the suite, helping him take off the tight cheongsam with great care.
In the end, it was just for his convenience to leave the hotel.
Once they were back home, he revealed his true nature. All the suppressed desires from the hotel burst forth. Seeing that Jin Zhou was about to take off the cheongsam, he didn’t waste any time and directly pinned Jin Zhou down on the sofa to ravage him.
Perhaps, as soon as Yang Shiyu recognized Jin Zhou, he wanted to tear his cheongsam to shreds?
But in the hotel, he couldn’t tear it, so he settled for tearing off Jin Zhou’s underwear.
Yes.
Only now did Jin Zhou realize that in the hotel, Yang Shiyu unable to release anything in the end, was only because he was restraining himself.
The calm and reserved man seemed to have shed his final disguise, and his eyes towards Jin Zhou were filled with the madness induced by desire.
“Ah…” The tattered cheongsam exposed the swollen nipple. Yang Shiyu licked, sucked, and bit the injured flesh that had not yet healed. The pain and pleasure merged completely. At that moment, Jin Zhou discarded all reason and only wanted Yang Shiyu to make him feel more pain, more pleasure.
“Yang Shiyu,” Jin Zhou bit his lip, grabbed the loose tie hanging from Yang Shiyu’s chest with his hand, and looked at him with blurred eyes. “Fuck me hard, Yang Shiyu.”