Addicted Book 2 - Passionate Flames

Story of Meng QiQi - Chapter 20: Dropping Into The Trap

Translation by fingers_and_paws

"FUCK, I'll refund you the money. Go and find someone else, I can't serve you!"

"What's with this service attitude of yours? I'll add another five hundred; can't you put in more effort? I still don't have any feeling after half a day."

"I suspect that you had come here to spoil my business. Honestly saying, I've been doing this for three years and all normal men couldn't resist me. Not being able to get hard can only be blamed on you and the illness you have. Take the money and scram, don't ruin my reputation everywhere else. I didn't take any money from you."

YangMeng was chased out from the private room like this. He was totally disgraced and his heart turned cold. Even the woman who was doing this professionally couldn't cure him, needless to say about normal women. He felt even more despaired the more he thought about it. YangMeng bought two bottles of "little two (a strong kaoliang liquor 二锅头, locals called it 小二)" from a store at the side of the road and went home wobbling like this.

YouQi opened his door and saw a cooked shrimp leaning against the doorframe, smiling at him with a lopsided grin.

"How did you drink till you're like this?" YouQi helped YangMeng into the house hurriedly. YangMeng was like soft noodles stuck onto YouQi's body, crying and laughing; his facial expressions were very rich.

YouQi was a little angry and his words were also quite mean; touching right on the tender spot.

"Were you satisfied with playing? Is your illness cured?"

YangMeng laughed loudly, "It's cured already...... hahaha......"

As if you'll ever be cured! YouQi scoffed in his heart but he didn't dare to say it out for fear someone will suspect him if he had said the truth.

"Behave and sit here, I'll go and pour you a cup of water."

YouQi had just gotten up when YangMeng had taken a fancy to the fruit knife on the coffee

table. Right when YouQi turned back, he saw YangMeng raise his hand, aiming the knife at

the area in between his legs and stab downwards forcefully.

"FUCK...... what are you doing?"

YouQi threw away the cup and grabbed YangMeng's wrist. Fortunately he was in time so it

didn't really stab into his legs, if not the consequences would be dire.

"It's fucking useless already, why should I still keep it?"

It was YouQi who had planted the seed of sin but it was YangMeng who had really reaped the bad consequences. YouQi felt a little bad for YangMeng. However he was at his wits' end, he had used all the usual tricks and they still didn't work. Moreover this bastard has slow reactions. Only by letting him lose all hopes can my importance be highlighted.

YouQi carried YangMeng to the bed and covered him with blankets. YangMeng kept clutching onto his arm tightly.

"YouQi, do you think my illness can still be cured?"

YouQi wiped YangMeng's face and said to him quite gently, "It can be cured, there must be a way to cure it."

"Who can cure me?" YangMeng's eyes were already swollen.

YouQi was just waiting for this sentence. He clutched YangMeng's hands immediately.

"MengZi, I can cure you. You must trust me. Just let me try."

"You?" YangMeng had drank some alcohol so his mind was a little not clear, "Aren't you a male?"

"Correct, I'm a male." YouQi looked at YangMeng with an enchanting gaze, "You like males as well actually."