Chapter Sixty-Four: Training Dongguan

“An, Ru, Xiang…” Mu You pronounced each syllable deliberately, taking a deep breath, a strange gleam flickering in his eyes.

This woman is definitely scheming something about me.

He lifted his hand and tossed something to Xu Chen, who caught it and opened his palm to find the same piece of candy.

“Exchange it for points. Six hundred each for the two of you, the rest goes to my account.”

Mu You smiled at the two, who stood there, stunned, and patted Xu Chen, who still hadn't moved, before heading toward the room at the end of the corridor.

He Jing and Xu Chen watched Mu You’s retreating figure, then looked at the candy, unable to contain their awe. With just a word, the boss divided over thirty thousand points for his brothers—what a generous move.

When Mu You arrived at Cell Zero, he found someone had beaten him to it.

At that moment, Dongguan was muttering, “Why won’t it open?” while frantically licking the “Confirm” icon on the reinforced glass.

“The security system should be on standby this week. Even if it’s on, the password is my bodily fluid. Why won’t it open?”

Mu You silently stood behind Dongguan, and the corners of his eyes twitched at these words. He gave a slight cough.

“Ahem…”

“Ah!”

Dongguan jumped, pressing herself against the glass door. When she saw it was Mu You, she breathed a sigh of relief.

“Seriously…” Mu You was both exasperated and amused to see her so startled. “In this death row prison, you're the queen here. What’s there to be afraid of?”

“There’s always something…”

Dongguan regained her usual flirtatious composure. Her cherry pink nails traced down from Mu You’s lower lip, stopping in the cleft between his pectorals. She pressed down as she sized him up.

Mu You cocked his head, a wicked smile playing at his lips. His chest tensed, pushing back against Dongguan’s delicate hand.

“The most frightening thing is the unknown that’s about to come. But in Deathrow Paradise, there is no future at all. Isn’t that terrifying?”

Feeling Mu You’s iron-like muscles, Dongguan began to tremble involuntarily. Seeing this, Mu You slowly pressed her against the glass door, teasing with a wicked grin, “Your body… so sensitive, isn’t it?”

Dongguan never expected Mu You to be so bold all of a sudden. She struggled, but he held her firmly, their bodies pressed together, friction making their breaths quicken and their temperatures rise.

“Stop… Why are you suddenly so much stronger? And your body’s been enhanced…”

“More manly, right?”

With one arm braced against the wall beside her, Mu You grabbed her chin with the other, lifting her flushed lips. Dongguan tried to resist, but in contact with him her strength drained away, leaving her limp and helpless.

Gulp, gulp…

Though no one was in the corridor, the sound of frantic swallowing from behind each cell door was perfectly audible.

Dongguan, mortified, blushed furiously. Her body always turned weak in front of a man—at this rate she'd be grateful just not to climax right there.

“Let me go!” Despite the trembling of her body, Dongguan’s expression was more serious and stern than ever. Her gaze at Mu You even carried a hint of threat.

“Oh? Threatening me? That’s the one thing I can’t stand.”

Mu You feigned anger, pressing her even harder, nearly merging their bodies. Under his wicked, playful gaze, Dongguan’s stern facade crumbled at once, embarrassment and shyness flooding her face, her cheeks a deep crimson. Tears glimmered at the corners of her eyes, equal parts panic and physical need.

Mu You felt something dampen his death row uniform, and his smile grew even more devilish. He’d suffered enough at this woman’s hands in Deathrow Paradise—today, he’d get his payback, with interest.

“Beg me…”

He ordered with a wicked smile.

“Mmm… Please… mmm…” Dongguan’s body trembled uncontrollably under his movements, torn between pain and pleasure.

“Louder. Beg me, or I’ll keep going.”

With that, Mu You pressed even closer.

“Ah… please, I’m begging you, let me go, please…”

Tears streaming down her face, Dongguan finally pleaded with Mu You.

“That’s better. Next time, don’t put on airs in front of me, sweetheart. Be as obedient as you are today, understand?”

He pretended to move again.

“No, I understand, I’ll be good from now on… just let me go.”

Dongguan quickly wiped the drool from her lips, and when she saw Mu You moving toward her again, she instantly gave in.

“Heh, good girl.”

Mu You flicked Dongguan’s nose and let her go.

The moment he did, shouts erupted from behind every door—“No, keep going!” “Boss, don’t stop!” “We didn’t get enough!” Dongguan’s face reached a new level of red, but when she caught sight of Mu You’s pants, she shrieked. Her toned, snow-white legs hooked around his waist, pulling him back into the same position.

“Ah…”

The death row inmates peered through their door slots, sighing with satisfaction at the sight.

Mu You was briefly startled, raising an eyebrow. “What, you haven’t had enough? Want to keep going, little darling?”

“No, no, no, I was wrong, just don’t move yet! Your pants, right there… oh…”

Dongguan was mortified, stammering incoherently.

Mu You looked down at his thigh and finally understood what she meant.

The spot where Dongguan had been sitting was soaked through, the dampness obvious against the gray prison uniform. If anyone saw, Dongguan’s reputation as the chief medical officer would be utterly ruined.

“How can you be so sensitive? Haven’t you seen a doctor? I didn’t even do anything—just teased you a little, like any man and woman would, and you’re already like this?”

Mu You held her leg to keep her from sliding down as he asked seriously.

“I’m much better now, okay? I used to… just looking at a man would… oh, why do you care!”

Dongguan blurted out her embarrassment, then realized she was telling her past to a death row inmate. Annoyed and ashamed, she snapped at him.

“Oh, really? Don’t want me to care?”

Mu You’s wicked grin returned as he leaned in, his breath hot against her rapidly reddening cheek.

“No, no, let’s just hurry up and get inside. Why won’t this damn door open?”

Mu You could feel the dampness spreading beneath her, and her desperate, on-the-edge look was actually rather cute, so he decided to stop teasing.

“Of course, there’s only one password for the door. I live here, so I changed it myself.”

With that, Mu You leaned in closer to Dongguan.

“What are you doing? Don’t come any closer! I’m telling you, it’s not that I can’t beat you, I’m just too intimidated to fight right now! No, too close—no, I’ll scream, I really will!”

Dongguan squeezed her eyes shut, turning her head aside, her hands flailing in protest.

Mu You gently nudged the “Confirm” button beside her ear with his nose, and the glass door slid open. He scooped Dongguan into his arms and carried her inside.

Their conversation dropped to a murmur.

“Yeah!!”

“Awesome!!”

“That’s our boss, took care of that woman in no time!”

As the door to Cell Zero closed, the entire floor erupted in thunderous cheers!