Large numbers of security guards quickly arrived on the cruise ship.
They initially thought it was a petty thief who had snuck in, daring to kidnap a big shot’s prized possession.
But then, a gasp!
They didn’t know until they checked—it was an international master thief!
Involving multiple malicious cases of murder, theft, resale, and drug smuggling, with a cumulative sum exceeding a billion.
Chen Kedi was securely handcuffed, locked three layers deep in a special dark room, awaiting transfer to the police upon docking for a public, fair “justice” trial.
As for Zhao Yicheng, he carried Xu Yinsheng back to the room, placed the perfectly unharmed Xu Yinsheng on the bed, and then gently ruffled her head, as if petting a cat.
“Your injury, are you okay…?”
Xu Yinsheng looked at the blood-stained gauze seeping on Zhao Yicheng’s left shoulder.
The gunshot wound was less than a quarter of an hour old; there wasn’t even time for a scab to form.
He Zizhang had wanted to take Zhao Yicheng to the medical room, but he insisted on returning Xu Yinsheng to the room first.
It was bleeding, so it must hurt a lot.
Zhao Yicheng said nothing.
He sat on the bed.
Xu Yinsheng instinctively scooted backward.
Zhao Yicheng didn’t do anything to her, like checking if anyone else had touched her body, or if her small hand had been held and needed to be cut off—those extreme possessive behaviors.
He took off his shirt, revealing his well-built muscles, and slightly turned, presenting his injured shoulder to Xu Yinsheng.
He said in a deep voice, “Lick it for me.”
“Ah!”
Xu Yinsheng gasped in surprise.
What the hell?
What did he mean, ‘lick it for me’?
He wanted her to lick his shoulder, the wound hadn’t scabbed over, it was bloody and raw, this…
The bullet hit his shoulder, not his head!
Oh, Zhao Yicheng was already crazy, so… why didn’t the bullet hit his head?!
No matter how many reasons Xu Yinsheng thought of to refuse, the moment she raised her eyes and met his dark pupils, she deflated like a punctured balloon.
Her cherry lips parted slightly, unable, or perhaps not daring, to voice any of her reasons.
“Oh, good brother, please let me go!”
“Okay.”
Xu Yinsheng forced a strained smile.
She scrambled over, using both hands and feet, like a docile kitten. Zhao Yicheng’s physique was excellent, even better than she remembered—healthy tanned skin, a mermaid line, sculpted abs, everything was there.
Her hands moved over Zhao Yicheng’s body; his strong physique, firm muscles, and bulging biceps filled Xu Yinsheng with intense envy, almost seeing little stars in her eyes.
She truly wondered how Zhao Yicheng trained.
The silver-haired loli practically sprawled onto the man, her legs wrapped around his waist.
“I…” she whispered, her small face blushing profusely.
Her lips pressed against Zhao Yicheng’s hot left shoulder. Her hands gripped his pants, pulling them outward with force.
Her cherry lips touched his skin.
At first, it was a bit disgusting, but as the lingering blood stained her lips, her eyes lit up.
She felt an overwhelming aroma, especially from the seeping wound on his left shoulder…
Her sharp fangs revealed, the silver-haired blood kin loli licked her lips, her gaze lingering on the perfect physique before her, swallowing repeatedly…
“Oh, good brother, please let me go!”
Her small mouth restlessly bit his shoulder, meticulously sucking, seemingly trying to draw blood.
Zhao Yicheng didn’t stop her. Instead, he held her tighter, his right hand gently patting the silver-haired loli’s back.
“Drink slowly.”
“No rush, no rush.”
“This is your reward this time.”
“I’m very happy you’re alive.”
“I’m even happier you didn’t run.”
***
Xu Yinsheng, my little Yin, you are mine, and can only be mine…
After an unknown amount of time, the silver-haired blood kin Xu Yinsheng burped contentedly.
This feeling of fullness was pleasant; it had been so long since she’d eaten her fill.
Zhao Yicheng’s face was a little pale, but his strong physique allowed him to endure.
Seeing Xu Yinsheng satisfied, he held her, forehead to forehead, meeting her wine-red eyes.
“Little Yin, you’re so good. You didn’t think of running away.”
After feeding, Xu Yinsheng seemed drunk.
She raised her hazy cat-like eyes, looked at Zhao Yicheng for a while, and playfully scolded him.
“Idiot.”
“Idiot?”
“Yes, you big idiot.”
Xu Yinsheng, finding some unknown strength, broke free from the man’s embrace.
She stood on the bed, hands on her hips, looking defiant.
“That Chen Kedi is really unreliable. He promised to help me escape, but he couldn’t even last one round.”
“You, what do you mean?”
Zhao Yicheng’s face stiffened.
“Meaning?”
Xu Yinsheng shrugged, “Just running away, you know.”
“I don’t even like you, and you’re a BT, so of course I’d run.”
Zhao Yicheng:
He stared into Xu Yinsheng’s wine-red eyes.
“Did you deliberately let him kidnap you?”
“It was an accident. He snuck in himself…”
Zhao Yicheng’s gaze softened slightly, then he heard, “Thanks to him, otherwise I would definitely have fallen into your trap…”
***
“Now I want to be human, not a cat.”
A tipsy Xu Yinsheng pointed at Zhao Yicheng’s nose, an air of sarcasm mixed with mockery.
“Hmph, as long as my legs are still on me, I’ll definitely run away.”
“BT, you’ll never have me.”
“What are you going to do now?”
Zhao Yicheng’s face darkened, his finger joints protruding as if they would pierce his thin skin.
“Play along.”
She spoke disjointedly, her voice seemingly steeped in wine.
“When you relax, I’ll run, run far, far away.”
The veins on Zhao Yicheng’s forehead bulged.
He lowered his gaze to Xu Yinsheng’s wine-red eyes, seeing in them a malicious, defiant playfulness.
He reached out to pinch Xu Yinsheng’s chin.
Xu Yinsheng lay back, spreading herself out on the bed, leaving his hand grasping at air.
***
“So full, so sleepy, I’m going to sleep now.”
Xu Yinsheng was already lightly snoring, talking nonsense after eating and drinking her fill.
She had already fallen into a beautiful dream, so no matter how angry Zhao Yicheng was now, he would have to wait until she woke up.
“Very good, Xu Yinsheng,” Zhao Yicheng sneered.
“You’re truly capable.”
He pinched her jawbone.
“Congratulations on angering me again, little Yin. I’ll teach you a lesson, so you understand what a master’s punishment is.”