Ming Ke: Everyone at the same time thought I was a poor little thing

Chapter 433: Team Leader Kawaguchi

Chairman Arai ignored Kikuchi's warning, his eyes full of greed, and said vaguely: "Mr. Kikuchi, the gentleman next to you doesn't seem to be very willing to participate in our meeting."

Kikuchi chuckled and said nonchalantly, "Young people who have never experienced setbacks are always a bit naive."

He turned his head to look at Furuya Rei and said coldly, "Amuro-kun, where are your manners?"

Fūya Rei sat stiffly on the sofa, his blank eyes fixed on nothing. After a long while, he stood up in a compromising manner, his eyes intertwined with resistance and displeasure. He said with pale lips, "It's our first meeting, so I'm sorry for being rude."

After saying hello, he seemed unable to bear the malicious and greedy looks from others and turned to leave.

Kikuchi raised his eyebrows, reacted very quickly and grabbed his arm to pull him back, holding him in his arms. His strong hands pressed down his arm that was trying to resist. Ignoring his struggle, he pinched his cheeks, and slid his fingertips to his lips, gently grinding them. His tone was intimate but also filled with warnings: "Don't spoil the fun, Amuro-kun."

Furiya Rei was furious, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape Kikuchi's control. His gentle voice was filled with helplessness and trembling: "Let me go, Mr. Kikuchi."

President Kubo said pointedly, "Mr. Kikuchi has a unique taste. He dares to bring out an untamed wild cat."

Kikuchi glanced at him and said meaningfully, "President Kubo's men are indeed tamed, but they are a little timid."

Kubo subconsciously looked at his lover who was cowering beside him with only his hair whorl exposed, and suddenly felt humiliated.

Not only is she not as good-looking as others, but her temper is also not pleasant.

A trace of boredom flashed across his face, and he said tentatively to Kikuchi, "Mr. Kikuchi, is there a chance I can have a drink with Amuro-kun?"

Just as Kikuchi was about to say something, a hearty laugh rang out, and he said kindly, "Kikuchi, you're here too. It seems we share the same interests."

Kikuchi suddenly turned around, and a trace of awe appeared on his indifferent face. Finally, the target of this mission had arrived.

He nodded at Furuya Rei subtly, reminding him who the visitor was, then released Furuya Rei and said respectfully, "Lord Kawaguchi, I didn't expect to see you here."

Kawaguchi was holding people in his arms. He walked over with a big laugh and sat down next to Kikuchi: "I'm surprised to see you here. It's really..."

His words faded quietly between his teeth. When he saw the blond young man, his black eyes flashed with a hint of obsession. He suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Who is this?"

The blond youth, dressed in a pure white suit, was incredibly eye-catching, his untainted clarity and purity captivating him. The innocent, unyielding expression in his brows was particularly striking, stirring the darkness within him, almost uncontrollably surging.

I really want to destroy him.

Kikuchi said frivolously and indifferently, "It's my new toy."

The blond young man suddenly looked up, bit his lower lip tightly, and his expression was full of disgust.

He was angry that his dignity and personality were trampled upon, but he was powerless to escape the current situation. A faint sadness lingered around him, but there was an inexplicable determination that made him stand up straight and never compromise.

His attitude seemed to annoy Kikuchi, who pulled him into his arms and, under his slightly horrified gaze, forcibly held his head down to prevent him from dodging.

Fūya Rei seemed to be frightened, his body stiff and unable to move.

Kikuchi leaned over, staring at him intently, and said with a deep look in his eyes, close to his lips: "I like your unruly look the most, Amuro, let me see how hard your bones are!"

With his left hand, he pulled Fūya Rei's hands above his head and gripped them, forcefully suppressing all his resistance. With his right hand, he pulled hard, tearing open his suit. The sound of buttons falling to the ground was absorbed by the red carpet and did not cause any movement.

Kikuchi's hand slipped under the pure white shirt and slid all the way to the waist. He seemed to squeeze it hard, and the blond young man in his arms groaned in pain. The fingers of his hands that were held down curled up, and a trace of pain appeared between his brows, which made his stubbornness seem more fragile, making people want to take him deeper into darkness.

"It hurts, let me go..."

Rei Furuya twisted his body to try to get rid of the pain, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not escape the man's strong control, and his behavior annoyed him.

Kikuchi's hand slipped out from under his clothes, grabbed his neck, and slowly applied force, sighing, "Why do you never learn your lesson, Amuro-kun?"

The sudden feeling of suffocation made him even more painful, and even resistance became powerless.

When Team Leader Kawaguchi saw this scene, the astonishment and possessiveness in his eyes became even stronger: "Kikuchi, don't hurt him."

He pushed his bedmate away, stared at the blond young man, and said jokingly: "If you don't like it, I can help you train it."

Kikuchi inadvertently lowered his head and met the blond youth's empty, misty eyes for a moment, then quickly looked away. He loosened his hand and said seriously, "No, Amuro-kun has a bad temper and is too stubborn. I'm afraid he might accidentally hurt you."

Fūya Rei curled up into a ball, coughing desperately.

His clothes were disheveled, and one could faintly see the purple and blue bruises under his shirt, and even the pinch marks on his neck were very obvious.

The appearance of such ambiguous marks on the dark skin made Team Leader Kawaguchi's breathing become much heavier.

He crossed his legs to hide his physiological reaction and said arrogantly: "Don't underestimate me, Kikuchi."

Kikuchi reached out and pinched the back of the neck of the coughing Fūya Rei. The other party was like a cat with fate strangling its throat, and dared not move.

He forcefully turned Furiya Rei's head around, and the hand holding his head in place stroked from his cheek to his earlobe.

Suddenly, Kikuchi turned his head and dodged the bottle opener that was coming towards him. He pressed his palm hard under his clothes. Kikuchi groaned in pain, his body stiffened and then softened, and he fell into Kikuchi's arms.

His eyes were filled with moisture, his empty eyes staring blankly at the chandelier above his head, his lips were extremely pale, and his furrowed brows showed an unconcealable pain.

"Lord Kawaguchi, you see, his claws are quite sharp. He might hit me unexpectedly. I can't risk your safety." Kikuchi's hand moved in and out of Furuya Rei's clothes, and each stroke caused him to tremble and feel pain.

In secret, the hand that was pressed under Rei Furuya pinched Kikuchi's thigh hard, causing Kikuchi's expression to twist for a moment.

Kikuchi: "..."

He tapped Morse code behind Fūya Rei's back: Stop pinching, it hurts.

Rei Furuya: Stop it now. If you take the opportunity to touch me again, I will break your hand!

Kikuchi: You are a man, so no matter how you look at it, I should be the one who suffers the loss, right?

Furiya Rei: Behave yourself!