Addicted Book 2 - Passionate Flames

Chapter 88 - What A Wonderful Dream

"I don't have any more money......" BaiLuoYin helplessly curled his lips.

GuHai tilted his legs looking very conceited, "Okay, no money, then what do you say we do about this?"

"What can be done? There's nothing to do."

BaiLuoYin sat up from the bed and glanced enticingly at GuHai's shiny gleaming buttocks. He gulped and swallowed1, with a disheartened expression knowing that he had to give up but not willing to.

1Note: BaiLuoYin is looking deliciously at GuHai's ass because he was really hoping to be able to top him in this role-playing game, but he had no money to continue.

GuHai raised his mouth devilishly. He turned over and pressed BaiLuoYin beneath him but was easily thwarted by BaiLuoYin.

BaiLuoYin was getting ready to wear his slippers to get off the bed.

GuHai stunned, "Where you going?"

"There's nothing else to do!" BaiLuoYin spread his hands out, "I have no money left, what else can I do besides leaving?"

Just patting my ass to leave, since I didn't lose out, at least it felt good for a while.

GuHai became anxious, "You stop right there, whose letting you go?"

"I don't have any money left, what am I going to do staying here??" BaiLuoYin countered back.

GuHai twisted his eyebrows, "You got to feel good, but what about me?"

"Hah!" BaiLuoYin baring his teeth, "I spent money here to have fun, why do I care if you felt good. You do understand that I am the consumer here, right? I gave you money. You're supposed to make me feel good. Was I supposed to give you money and make you feel good?"

GuHai rubbed his forehead in frustration, Damn it! This is not science! I took all his money from him so that he can't top me. If he doesn't have money, then he can't. Now how can I make it so that he will let me top him? Aaaah...this is so messed up...Why is this getting so complicated?

BaiLuoYin turned his head to glance at GuHai, his expression gloating.

"As a matter of fact, earlier you could have felt good too, but you had to stop me and didn't let me touch you."

GuHai's red eyes glared as BaiLuoYin hummed a small tune to the door.

"Come back here!" GuHai roared.

BaiLuoYin slanted his eyes back at GuHai, "What?"

"You still owe me money, how could you leave?" GuHai tried to change his tactic. "You spent an hour and that total is supposed to be 2,250 yuan but you only gave me 1,800 yuan. There is a difference of 450 yuan. You have to make up the 450 yuan!"

"If I don't go home, how could I get the money for you?" BaiLuoYin retorted.

GuHai's tone is tough, "I'll let you make it up now!"

"No money!"

"No money, then you let me fuck you!"

BaiLuoYin anxiously, "Based on what?"

"On the basis that I sell cut cakes" GuHai resorted to his killer move.

BaiLuoYin headed toward GuHai and violently hit him. GuHai had been passively resistant, now he finally put on his rival attitude. He lay on the bed and started to cry, "why am I in this line of business, everyone looks down on me, even the migrant worker bullies me..."

BaiLuoYin just looked on, detached from the scene in front of him.

Finally, GuHai decided to compromise.