Chapter 87 - Chapter 87: Not Worthy of Your Love (2/2)

Moans escaped from Xing Shu’s lips uncontrollably. Tears were forced out of the corners of her eyes. However, just as she was about to climax, Cheng Lang suddenly stopped and asked, “How much better than him?”

Lost in the throes of passion, Xing Shu could not take in what Cheng Lang was asking at all. She only wanted him to move again and not leave her hanging like this… Xing Shu raised her hands to pull Cheng Lang’s neck, but he grabbed her hands and locked them above her head. “Answer me. Is it a little better, or a lot better?”

Tears streamed down Xing Shu’s face. She bit her lip and refused to answer. He was too evil—using such a method to interrogate her.

Cheng Lang pressed on. “Xing Shu, answer me.”

Xing Shu shook her head, and her tears fell even harder. Cheng Lang seemed to be deliberately torturing her in the next few hours. He peppered his actions with questions. “Did you two ever do it in this position? Can he make you cry like this? Aren’t we making comparisons? Then we should use the same position as the benchmark. Did you two do it this way in the shower?”

Xing Shu was about to lose her mind. On one hand, she was embarrassed. On the other hand, the pleasure was a reflex. She should not have provoked a man in bed.

“Young Uncle… I was wrong, I was really wrong…” Xing Shu’s face was covered in sweat. She pitifully crossed her folded legs and grabbed Cheng Lang’s sleeve. His jacket had fallen to the ground, but he still had his shirt on. However, it was all wrinkled and there were some liquid stains.

Xing Shu knew what Cheng Lang was like in bed. He was completely different from the usual persona the world had known. He was even more fiendish when he tormented on purpose. The so-called Buddha on Earth, his abstinence and indifference… was the complete opposite in bed.

Xing Shu was in sackcloth and ashes. She laid it on thick and cried a lot, before she managed to please and coax Cheng Lang to stop.

Cheng Lang slowly wiped away the tears on Xing Shu’s face and snorted. “Is that all you’ve got?” His post-coitus voice was low and charming. Xing Shuxin’s anger suddenly dissipated. This was Cheng Lang—he could make one live and die for him with just a casual word.

The apartment was raw with passion. Meanwhile at the police station, Liu Chun was released very quickly due to Nie Heng’s help. However, the hooligan who had attacked Xing Shu was charged. As for the so-called trade secrets, the police dropped the charges since Xing Shu did not pursue it..