Chapter 80: The Sister-in-law’s Script

"Officer, this script is thrilling. I love it."

The wicked smile on Yang Xun’s face deepened. But then, he seemed to think of something. His brow furrowed slightly as he glanced around the cozy apartment. "But," he asked, "doesn’t the vibe of this livestream room feel a bit off for an interrogation? It’ll be hard for the audience to get immersed."

"Hmph, you think I didn’t consider that?"

At his words, a mysterious smile touched Xu Qian’s lips. She rose from the sofa, her beautiful, black-stockinged legs swaying before Yang Xun. She then headed for the bedroom, beckoning to him with a crooked finger. "Follow me," she said smugly. "Let me show you what being a professional is all about!"

Yang Xun raised an eyebrow and followed his sister-in-law’s gracefully swaying rear into the bedroom.

However, the moment he stepped inside, he was utterly dumbfounded.

HOLY SHIT!!!

In just one day, the once warm and romantic bedroom had been completely transformed!

The soft, comfortable bed had been moved to a corner, replaced by a cold, iron interrogation chair. A few pairs of gleaming handcuffs and shackles hung from it.

In another corner stood a rack hung with all sorts of instruments: whips, handcuffs... you name it, it was there.

This was no longer a cozy bedroom. It was a bona fide interrogation room!

"Badass!"

Yang Xun finished sizing up the interrogation room and couldn’t help but give Xu Qian a thumbs-up, praising her sincerely. "You’re fucking incredible. This set is absolutely insane!"

"Damn right!"

Flushed with praise, Xu Qian’s face lit up with an incredibly smug expression. She placed her hands on her hips, puffed out a chest that looked ready to burst from her uniform shirt, and raised her chin slightly. "For tonight’s stream, I spared no expense hiring a professional team to decorate! What do you think? Is it realistic enough?"

"It’s real! Frighteningly real!"

Yang Xun nodded again and again, inwardly prostrating himself in admiration for his sister-in-law’s dedication.

’This woman really went all out on the details just to make some money!’

"Alright, enough talk. Get ready, we’re going live any second!"

Xu Qian clapped her hands, urging him on.

The two made some brief preparations. After adjusting the high-definition camera and audio equipment hidden in the corner, Xu Qian picked up a thick hemp rope and tied Yang Xun to the cold interrogation chair. She didn’t tie the knots too tightly, making it easier for him to break free later.

"Phew! Alright, we’re starting!"

After finishing everything, Xu Qian took a deep breath and lightly clicked the mouse.

The stream was officially live!

"Good evening, sisters. Welcome to Qianqian’s Private Classroom."

Xu Qian sat upright before the camera, her pretty face, painted with fiery red lipstick, completely devoid of a smile. Her voice was cold and sharp, making her seem like a different person from her usual cutesy, coquettish self.

"Today, I’ll be playing the part of a policewoman to bring you all a special episode... How to Interrogate and Subdue a Disobedient ’Prisoner’!"

The moment she finished speaking, the stream’s chat exploded.

"Oh my god! A policewoman tonight! Qianqian is so wild!"

"That uniform! That whip!"

"What about the Big Mac delivery guy? Is he showing up tonight??"

"Yeah, where’s the prisoner? Bring out the prisoner!"

Xu Qian watched the chat, a faint smile playing on her lips. She then slowly rose to her feet, and the camera panned with her, settling on Yang Xun, who was tied to the interrogation chair.

"Sisters, the prisoner is right here."

Xu Qian walked over to Yang Xun, extended a foot clad in a black high heel, and gently pressed it onto his thigh. She looked down on him condescendingly, her voice cold. "This one’s a tough nut to crack. In a moment, I’ll personally demonstrate how to make him talk and beg for mercy!"

With that, she picked up the whip from the table and let out a sharp CRACK in the air. She then advanced on Yang Xun step by step, her almond-shaped eyes filled with ice.

"Prisoner, your name?"

"..."

Yang Xun lifted his head and grinned, but said nothing.

CRACK!

The whip in Xu Qian’s hand lashed out without hesitation, striking Yang Xun’s chest. His shirt was instantly torn, revealing the solid muscle underneath.

"I asked you a question! Name!"

"Officer, you’re so beautiful. Why don’t you sleep with me? I’ll tell you then."

Yang Xun licked his lips, his eyes filled with defiance.

At his words, the chat instantly went wild.

"Hahaha, this prisoner is so cocky!"

"I love it! Whip him, Officer!"

"Yes! Whip him hard! Teach him a lesson!"

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Playing along with the chat, Xu Qian rained blows down on Yang Xun with the whip.

Of course, she controlled her strength. It looked scary, but it didn’t actually hurt at all.

"Talk! Are you going to talk or not!"

"Officer, that feels so good. A little harder, please!"

Yang Xun let out an exaggerated moan, a look of pure bliss on his face.

"You bastard!"

Xu Qian’s acting was superb; she whipped Yang Xun relentlessly, all the while spouting a stream of humiliating insults.

Soon, the atmosphere in the stream reached a fever pitch.

Xu Qian subtly glanced at the screen. Seeing that the time was right, she shot Yang Xun a look, signaling that it was time for the next part!

"You bitch, you’ve gone too far!"

Yang Xun took the cue. He let out a furious, beast-like roar as the muscles in his arms tensed. With a loud SNAP, the thick hemp rope binding him broke apart!

The next second, like a tiger breaking free from its cage, he sprang from the interrogation chair and tackled Xu Qian to the floor!

"Aah!!"

Xu Qian let out a terrified scream, but her eyes flashed with excitement.

’Great acting,’ she thought. ’So realistic!’

RRRIP!!

Before Xu Qian could react, Yang Xun’s large hand shot out, grabbing the front of her uniform shirt and yanking with all his might!

The sound of tearing fabric echoed through the room as the tight black shirt was instantly ripped in half!

A wide expanse of smooth, snow-white skin was exposed to the air. The two full peaks of her chest, encased in a black lace bra, rose and fell violently with her ragged breaths. Under the stark lighting, her skin gave off a warm, seductive, milky-white glow.

BOOM!!

The chat went absolutely insane!

"HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT!! HE’S RIPPING HER CLOTHES OFF!"

"This is so intense... This is what I paid to see!"

"Nice one, prisoner... Quick... give that policewoman what she deserves, right here and now!"

"Donations... I have to donate!"

Gift animations erupted like a volcano, instantly flooding the entire screen. The dazzling array of expensive effects was dizzying to watch.

Among the many donating viewers, a user named "Lonely Woman at Night" sent ten Super Rockets in a row and posted in the chat: "Go for it, handsome! Take her down hard!"

And that name was none other than Huang Qi!

Meanwhile, the performance in the room continued.

"You... Let go of me! You bastard!"

Xu Qian struggled violently, kicking at Yang Xun with her long, slender, black-stockinged legs, but against his strength, her efforts were like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Yang Xun pressed down on top of her, lowering his head to kiss her snow-white shoulder, his tongue roaming wantonly across her smooth skin.

"Officer, I thought you were so tough? Why aren’t you fighting back now?"

"You... You just wait! I’ll drag you back to prison with my own two hands!"

Just then, Xu Qian suddenly stopped struggling. She knelt on the floor and raised her pretty, tear-streaked face, looking at Yang Xun with pitiful eyes. "Please..." she said, her voice trembling, "don’t... don’t do this to me... I... I’ll do anything..."

As she spoke, she slowly lowered her head, parted her sexy, crimson-painted lips, and slowly enveloped Yang Xun’s already proud erection within her warm, wet mouth.

While energetically demonstrating her masterful technique, she explained the process to the camera in a muffled voice.

"Sisters... watch closely... when a man... mmm... is disobedient... you have to use this method... to make him completely... ungh... submit..."

The stream’s gift notifications surged once again.

After demonstrating for a full seven or eight minutes, Xu Qian finally released him and shot Yang Xun another look.

Yang Xun got the message. He scooped up the kneeling Xu Qian by the waist and roughly tossed her onto the large bed that had been moved to the corner.

Then, he pressed down on her like a mountain and his hands began to frantically tear at her few remaining articles of clothing.

The black, hip-hugging miniskirt, the black lace bra, the ultra-sheer black stockings...

One by one, they were torn to shreds and scattered across the bed.

Xu Qian’s body writhed under his assault, whimpers escaping her lips, but inwardly, she was cheering him on.

’His acting is amazing!’

’The bastard’s a natural-born actor!’

Yang Xun’s kisses fell like a torrential storm, from her lips to her neck, down to her collarbone...

His hands were even more restless, roaming and kneading her flawless body.

’Ah, that feels so good!’

’The way he touches me feels amazing.’

Just as Xu Qian was completely immersed in the pleasure of the roleplay, Yang Xun’s hands suddenly clamped onto the backs of her knees and wrenched them apart!

Her long, straight, beautiful legs were forced as wide as they could go.

Immediately after, she felt a searing, hard object pressing insistently against her.

Xu Qian’s heart skipped a beat, but she didn’t overthink it. Assuming Yang Xun was just trying to make the performance even more realistic, she continued to play along.

However, in the next second, a sharp, tearing pain erupted from the deepest part of her body.

"AAAHHH!!!"

Xu Qian’s eyes flew wide as saucers, her mouth gaped open, and a blood-curdling scream tore from the depths of her throat!

’He... he actually went all the way in...’