Pure Love Imprisoned: My Ex-Boyfriend, Who Blamed Me, Imprisoned Me in Love

Lin Mian stared at it for a while, his heart beating faster, and he couldn't help but touch He Duoye's face.

He Duoye didn't move, remaining quiet and cooperative, which made Lin Mian unable to resist following his neck down to touch his chest and abdominal muscles.

"I think I'm starting to enjoy it," Lin Mian thought, touching her ex-boyfriend's abs.

He Duoye was tall, had a large frame, and firm muscles. The underwear he prepared according to Lin Mian's size could not possibly fit his body.

Just by putting two arms in, the thin fabric was almost torn.

Lin Mian had no choice but to give up reluctantly, even though she was actually quite curious about that scene.

Finally, He Duoye put on his own black bathrobe, his hands cuffed behind his back, his eyes blindfolded, and sat on the edge of the bed with his legs slightly apart.

The neckline of the bathrobe was slightly open, revealing a large portion of her chest.

He sat there obediently, facing Lin Mian, as if she could do anything to him.

Lin Mian swallowed hard, feeling increasingly depraved.

She held the whip in her hand, unsure of how to proceed.

She disliked violence. In her memory, she had never fought with anyone from childhood to adulthood. Although she had long wanted to whip He Duoye, she couldn't bring herself to do it when she actually got the whip.

As she walked back and forth, He Duoye's face followed hers, the corners of his lips slowly curving upwards, revealing a smug, mocking smile.

Lin Mian immediately said, "No laughing."

He Duoye still had that half-smiling face, and considerately asked, "If you don't know how, why don't you let me do it?"

Lin Mian said angrily, "You are not allowed to speak."

He Duoye tilted his head slightly, as if to say "okay".

Because of her anger, Lin Mian strangely found herself playing a game. She used the folded whip to sweep across He Duoye's face and lift his chin.

He Duoye looked up, his eyes and brows covered, but his vision was not completely lost; he could still see Lin Mian's shadow.

Lin Mian could also feel his gaze.

Lin Mian said, "You... imitate a cat's meow."

He Duoye was uncooperative, neither speaking nor making a sound, as if he was deliberately waiting for Lin Mian to punish him.

Lin Mian looked at the whip.

But she really couldn't bring herself to do it; it wasn't that she couldn't bear it, she just didn't have that kind of violent habit.

It feels really strange.

She abandoned the whip and picked it up instead.

……

So Lin Mian put on a chain and, when she was walking He Duoye, she felt a real sense of satisfaction, like she was walking her own pet.

"You are not allowed to move from now on."

……

He Duoye didn't speak, but leaned closer to Lin Mian, his warm breath brushing against Lin Mian's face.

They were very close, their breaths mingling intimately.

Lin Mian raised her head slightly and kissed He Duoye's lips.

……

He Duoye was not a naturally obedient person. He was strong and self-centered, but his hands were cuffed, which greatly restricted him. Occasionally when he disobeyed, Lin Mian could easily press down on his shoulders and warn him.

Lin Mian recovered on her own.

She rested on He Duoye's shoulder for a few seconds before deftly pulling away.

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower," Lin Mian said. "You stay seated and don't move."

He Duoye: "?"

He laughed angrily: "Are you just going to abandon me?"

Lin Mian turned around and said, "You're not allowed to speak!"

He Duoye: "..."

Lin Mian went into the bathroom, took a comfortable shower, and put on her pajamas.

She walked out of the bathroom, and He Duoye was still sitting in the same position as before, facing Lin Mian. He moved his wrists, expressing his dissatisfaction and protest with the sound of handcuffs.

Lin Mian looked away as if she hadn't seen it.

She was already being very kind by not smoking He Duoye's cigarette; she couldn't let him get away with it any easier.

"Let's go to sleep now." Lin Mian walked around to the other side of the bed. "Goodnight."

She pulled the covers over herself, turning her back to He Duoye. She said she was going to sleep, but she was a little nervous. Knowing He Duoye as she did, she knew he wouldn't be so obedient.

But if he disobeys and breaks their agreement to take turns, Lin Mian can then ask to cancel the appointment.

Lin Mian pricked up her ears, listening to the sounds behind her.

After a long silence, He Duoye let out a long, helpless sigh. Then the bells and handcuffs rang one after another, and he lay down.

Lin Mian turned around in shock.

He Duoye lay on his side with his back to her, his back aloof, and surprisingly, he was very well-behaved, without making any small movements.

Lin Mian sat up, craned her neck, and secretly peeked inside.

She was even more shocked, wondering if He Duoye was just too patient or too dedicated to playing the game.

"..."

Lin Mian lay there for a while, but couldn't bear it any longer, so she unlocked He Duoye's handcuffs and let him lie down and sleep.

He Duoye didn't lie still; he hugged Lin Mian from behind and pulled her into his arms.

"Are you just going to let me off like this?" He feigned innocence after getting away with it. "I thought you were going to whip me tonight."

She did want to, but she just couldn't cross the line of being a decent person.

Lin Mian said coldly, "It's not over yet. Who gave you permission to speak?"

He Duoye said, "Then punish me."

...: "You can do anything to me."

Lin Mian had no intention of rewarding him...

He Duoye chuckled and finally fell silent, only lowering his head to kiss the top of Lin Mian's head.

The two lay there embracing each other.

Lin Mian had spent the whole day resting and recuperating, so she couldn't fall asleep at all. Besides, it was only a little past nine o'clock at night, which was definitely not the time to sleep.

But she didn't want to move.

He Duoye didn't move either, but he occasionally squeezed Lin Mian's fingers.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Mian finally spoke up and asked, "Have you always had that tendency?"

Last night, Lin Mian thought He Duoye just wanted to tease her and play some games, but after her failed attempt tonight, Lin Mian couldn't help but wonder if He Duoye had this particular fetish all along.

After all, he was quite domineering in bed; he had slapped her buttocks before.

"What do you think?" He Duoye's tone was casual, making it impossible to discern his true thoughts at that moment.

Lin Mian didn't know.

If He Duoye had it, she wouldn't be surprised; if he didn't, she would think it was the right way to go.

"I feel like I've never really understood you," Lin Mian said. "There are many things you haven't told me."

He Duoye stopped pinching Lin Mian's fingers.

A silence suddenly spread, but only for a moment.

He Duoye said, "A long time ago, I was thinking of doing something to you... stripping you naked, locking you up, making sure you can't go anywhere or contact anyone."

"You can only do two things every day: wait for me, and wait to be fucked by me."

He Duoye slid his fingertips, slowly separating Lin Mian's fingers, and intertwined his fingers with hers.

"It's like something that belongs only to me. I can do anything to you, and you'll accept it all obediently."

Lin Mian was stunned.

He Duoye tightened his arms around Lin Mian, holding her close, but his tone held a hint of a smile as he asked, "Are you scared?"

Lin Mian was silent for a moment, then said, "It's scarier not to be wearing clothes."

He Duoye laughed: "Is it enough to just put on clothes?"

Lin Mian said, "I don't know. I'll think about this after I have a new boyfriend."

He Duoye stopped laughing.

"..."