LRAB Chapter 172 Contract is invalid
Chapter 172 Contract is invalid
chapter 172
What do you mean? Are you threatening me?
Meng Youcheng stared at him in disbelief. Feng Jingsheng maintained his smile, raised an eyebrow at him, and his hands were still wandering. "What's wrong, Teacher Meng?"
This little girl still harbors high hopes for her uncle... at least we can't let her fantasies about him be shattered. After all, she's still young, and if she discovers that her uncle is such a sleazy man, she'll definitely be very...
Feeling bad, aren't you?
That's true. How could such a quiet girl have such a rogue uncle?
Meng Youcheng bit his lip, he couldn't stand it anymore, that guy's hand.
Are you crazy? What's going on?
Meng Youcheng closed his eyes, unable to tell whether he felt uncomfortable or comfortable, but it was agonizing. He was afraid that the little girl would find out, not only that her uncle was a pervert, but also that she would think that he and her uncle had something going on!
The little girl is so young, we absolutely must not let her be led astray by this!
but……
Caught in a dilemma, Meng Youcheng suddenly stood up, and Feng Jingsheng tactfully withdrew his hand. He rubbed his fingers together, maintaining a smile, and asked, "What's wrong, Teacher Meng?"
Meng Youcheng slowly exhaled. "Mr. Feng... um, where's your toilet? Could you take me there?"
Feng Jingsheng stood up, a smile on his face, "Sure..."
Meng Youcheng turned his head and gently patted Song Min's shoulder, "Take your time writing..."
……
Feng Jingsheng opened the door and walked out. Meng Youcheng followed closely behind, closing the door behind him. As soon as he turned around, he bumped into the boy, accidentally running into his arms.
Feng Jingsheng seemed to be waiting for him here on purpose. He put one arm around Meng Youcheng's waist and pulled him forcefully until they were face to face. Meng Youcheng's hand pushed him away, and Feng Jingsheng's eyes were full of ambiguity. "What's wrong, baby?"
Meng Youcheng exerted all his strength, but seeing this, Feng Jingsheng quickly wrapped his other arm around him, holding him tightly with both arms, giving him no chance to break free. Feng Jingsheng smirked, a roguish smile on his face, "Don't bother, you can't escape..."
Seeing that it was no use, Meng Youcheng had no choice but to relax, lower his head, and try to avoid eye contact with him, because he knew that if they made eye contact, the other person was very likely to kiss him.
Meng Youcheng pondered for a moment, "I hope you know... we signed a contract."
"and then?"
Feng Jingsheng stared intently at him, his gaze incredibly suggestive, and the hand holding him began to stir with desire…
Meng Youcheng took a breath, forcing himself to remain calm. "The contract clearly states that you won't lay a hand on me, have you forgotten?"
"Sorry, I have a bad memory..."
Feng Jingsheng looked at him with loving eyes, his gaze unwavering. "Why don't you look up at me? Are you afraid I'll kiss you?"
Meng Youcheng didn't look up, keeping his head down as he said, "I've already warned you, so you should let go now. The contract clearly states that you won't lay a hand on me, otherwise..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jingsheng suddenly sneered, interrupting him, "Why are you keeping your head down? What are you looking at with your head down like that?"
Meng Youcheng's lips trembled slightly, and he froze for a few seconds...
Feng Jingsheng smiled, leaned close to his ear, and whispered, "Were you not full just now? Do you want something to eat? What do you want to eat?"
Meng Youcheng pushed him away in fear, but Feng Jingsheng, seeing this, hugged him tightly. "What's wrong? Still shy?"
Feng Jingsheng chuckled and continued, "You can have whatever you want to eat. Just tell me, and I'll make it happen. Let me think, with your head down like that, what are you seeing?"
Meng Youcheng couldn't take it anymore and forcefully raised his head, "I... um..."
Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jingsheng lowered his head and sealed his lips with a kiss.
Meng Youcheng pushed hard, but it was no use. He was held tightly and his lips were being kissed. He was like a little pig with its hands and feet tied, at the mercy of someone.
"Huff... huff..."
After a long while, Feng Jingsheng reluctantly pulled away from his lips, and before leaving, he bit his lips hard.
Meng Youcheng, panting heavily, said, "You..."
Feng Jingsheng raised a hand and gently stroked his cheek. "Getting angry often is bad for you. It makes you wrinkle more easily. You need to smile more... understand, baby?"
Meng Youcheng pushed hard, but even though the other person only had one hand, he still couldn't break free from his control.
"You broke your promise?!"
Unable to contain his anger any longer, Meng Youcheng burst into a tirade, "You clearly promised you wouldn't do anything to me, it was all clearly written in the contract, but you...!"
"Oh, a contract?"
Feng Jingsheng grinned wickedly, pinching his chin with his fingers and lifting his head up. "Do you really understand the contract? It clearly states that I won't lay a hand on you, but it doesn't specify. So even if I kiss you, even if my hand goes inside your clothes, so what?"
"It didn't say I can't kiss you or put my hands inside your clothes. It just said I can't touch you inappropriately, understand, baby?"
Meng Youcheng was getting anxious. "It clearly states that you won't do anything indecent to me, so what's this...?"
"Indecent things?"
Feng Jingsheng smiled, his eyes gentle as he looked at him. "What constitutes doing something indecent?"
"What you just did was indecent!"
Feng Jingsheng grabbed his chin and kissed him heavily again, then pulled away, smiling as he told him, "Unless it's explicitly stated, it's all up to me. If I say kissing you isn't indecent, then it isn't, understand?"
"I'm rich and powerful, and I call the shots. This contract has never been meant to bind me, but to imprison you. If you breach the contract, you'll have to pay me 600 million. Leaving me without my consent means you have to pay that much. As for what I did?"
"Whether there's a breach of contract or not doesn't matter... If you're not satisfied, you can hire a lawyer to sue me, but you should think carefully, no lawyer will likely take your case!"
Meng Youcheng was completely stunned. "You...!"
Feng Jingsheng finally let go of his hand, leaving his embrace, and touched his cheek. "Be good, be good. Xiaomin and I are waiting for you in the room, waiting for our dear Teacher Meng to come and teach us..."
……
This is insane! This is insane! This is insane!
I was fucking tricked?!
I originally thought that this contract would ensure my safety in this home and protect my body, but it turned out to be the opposite and became a cage that imprisoned me!
Damn it, why did it turn out like this?
Yes, he is a wealthy and powerful young marshal. According to the setting, he should also be the villain of this world. A villain like him must be despicable, shameless, despicable, and cunning, trying every means to get everything he wants, including me!
Fuck your grandpa!
Damn it, has he been kicked in the head by a donkey?!
After tutoring for more than half an hour, Meng Youcheng's back was touched by this rogue in every corner, to exaggerate a bit, even every pore!
Even if he was reluctant and uncomfortable, Meng Youcheng had to endure it. However, to be fair, it did feel quite comfortable to touch. The gentle touch, combined with the calluses on his skin, made the touch even more comfortable.
amount……
Meng Youcheng wanted to call the police. He wanted to find Uncle Hat and have this perverted, lewd, and hooligan bastard arrested!
But... it's no use. The hat-wearing uncle in this world is completely useless against this kind of hooligan!
It seems there's no escaping the consequences of being taken advantage of by this scoundrel...
Wait... since this contract doesn't count for him, then what about his earlier request for me to sleep at his house...?!
Meng Youcheng suddenly realized that it was still early, only 8 PM. He figured he could still escape this dangerous place. Even though he'd been touched on the back, at least…
"Um... now that I've finished my homework, I should pack my things and go home. I'll be going tomorrow..."
Feng Jingsheng looked at him and interrupted, "Didn't we agree to stay here tonight?"
Meng Youcheng gave a wry smile for a moment, "It's still early, isn't it? So I thought it would be better to go home..."
"It's getting late..."
Feng Jingsheng stood up and walked over, while Meng Youcheng took a few steps back in fear...
Feng Jingsheng smiled and continued, "It's already dark outside, and your house is so far from mine, why don't you stay here? Besides, it's nothing, it's not the first time, is it?"
Meng Youcheng was just about to speak...
Feng Jingsheng turned to look at Song Min, "Xiao Min, you'll be sleeping on the third floor tonight. Your uncle has something to say to Teacher Meng, it'll definitely be very noisy..."
Meng Youcheng was just about to speak when he said, "Actually..."
Song Min nodded. "Okay, then I'll go to sleep."
As the little girl's figure gradually disappeared, Meng Youcheng suddenly felt a sense of fear. He had just turned around when Feng Jingsheng was already standing in front of him. "You...?!"
Before he could finish speaking, the boy suddenly bent down, picked him up, and hoisted him onto his shoulder. "It's late, time to sleep!"