Chapter 9 We Are Not Familiar

Chen Yiyang knocked on the door, his shock unconcealed even through the door: "No way, you two had sex last night while I was sleeping?"

No one paid any attention to him.

He pressed himself against the door panel to listen to the sounds inside.

Cheng Yu's voice was deliberately lowered, so he could only hear vaguely: "...put on your clothes."

Dress well, what do you wear well?

Chen Yiyang leaned against the door and put his ear close to the door to hear more clearly, but he could hear nothing.

After watching Zhou Zhou put on his clothes, Cheng Yu opened the door.

Chen Yiyang was caught off guard and nearly fell to the ground. He stumbled a bit, and after several steps he finally found his footing on the door panel. He crossed his legs and said nonchalantly, "Hi."

Cheng Yu stared at him expressionlessly, as if saying, "Idiot."

Chen Yiyang touched his nose awkwardly, then looked up to see Zhou Zhou already sitting on a soft chair putting on his socks. He asked, "No, what's going on with you two? Did you really do it while I was sleeping?"

He was extremely curious.

I was so anxious that I wished I could take a time machine and go back to see what they were doing last night.

Zhou Zhou said calmly: "When you opened my door, was he in the bed?"

"Not really."

"That's it."

Chen Yiyang uttered an "oh" and turned to see Cheng Yu standing in front of him. He remembered how he had quickly closed the door just now and immediately realized, "That's not right. Why did you two close the door when there was nothing to do? And what are you talking about getting dressed? I'm cooking dumplings downstairs, and you're exercising upstairs?"

I was almost fooled by them.

Cheng Yu sneered and walked past him. "What's the point of cooking dumplings?"

Chen Yiyang: “…”

Seeing him go to the opposite side, he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Brush your teeth." Cheng Yu said calmly, "Next time, don't knock on the door so early in the morning. Even if you knock on the door opposite, it's very noisy."

The door opposite closed and Chen Yiyang withdrew his gaze.

He opened his mouth to ask Zhou Zhou, who shrugged at him and said, "If you really want us to have something, I can make up a piece for you. Do you want it to be gentle or violent?"

"That's not necessary."

He had been through many battles, so he naturally sensed that there was something fishy going on between the two of them.

The two were unwilling to talk, and Chen Yiyang would not ask any questions.

His lips moved, and he reminded Zhou Zhou: "If he's not interested in you, don't confront him. Cheng Yu is... difficult to deal with."

Zhou Zhou asked him with a smile: "Do you think he is interested in me?"

"He won't sleep with you." Chen Yiyang said, "Cheng Yu plays for fun, but he knows the difference very well."

He added, "The more difficult someone is, the more you want to win them over. Don't I know you? Zhou Zhou, conquering him does give you a sense of accomplishment, but he's stubborn. Don't let it get you in trouble and end up in jail."

Jiang Yuan is an example. It’s useless even if she takes off all her clothes and stands in front of you.

They had been hanging out together for too long, and Cheng Yu wouldn't budge. He didn't want to sleep, and no matter how hard he tried, it was no use.

"How is that possible?" Zhou Zhou took the phone with a confident smile on his face. "If you don't give me the initiative, it will be difficult for me to do it."

Chen Yiyang said nothing more.

Let them be.

She's not a real nanny, so why should she worry about it?

Isn't that the only thing between men and women?

Not long after the two of them went downstairs, Cheng Yu also came down.

He didn't take care of his hair much. He probably just casually fiddled with it a few times with his hands, and the loose hair in front of his forehead fell gently, adding a bit of unruly look to him.

"What are you going to do in the middle of the day?" He pulled out a chair and sat down next to Chen Yiyang.

He was still a little sleepy, so as soon as he sat down on the table, he lay down, rested his chin on his arm, and dozed off lazily with his eyes closed.

Chen Yiyang said: "I saw that the snow had stopped, so I thought about making a snowman."

Cheng Yu hummed: "You are quite childish."

He raised his eyelids and glanced at Zhou Zhou across from him. "What's the point of building a snowman? Let's have a snowball fight. She's small, so it's easy to hit her."

Zhou Zhou glared at him: "Are you playing a snowball fight? You're hitting me."

"Yeah, I've been discovered." Cheng Yu pretended to be surprised.

His posture was lazy and his movements were neither hurried nor slow. After a long while, the corners of his lips curved up into a curve, hinting at a malicious intent.

Zhou Zhou turned his head away and didn't look at him.

Chen Yiyang watched them interacting and muttered, "I shouldn't have gone upstairs then. If I hadn't gone upstairs, you guys would still be pretending to be strangers. How could it be that you two are the only ones who are so close to each other among the three of us?"

Yesterday he was still saying that it was better for the three of them to live a good life, but today he was isolated.

He stayed in the suburbs to stand up for his childhood friend, but his childhood friend turned around and stabbed him twice without mercy, and even took his good brother with him.

Zhou Zhou said seriously: "We are indeed not familiar with each other."

"Just shut up." Chen Yiyang said.

Chen Yiyang didn't expect Cheng Yu to be woken up by him, so he only cooked enough dumplings for two people.

The three of them were not too hungry, so they didn't cook an extra portion and just made do with their brunch.

After dinner, Cheng Yu followed Chen Yiyang to the cloakroom.

He had no change of clothes.

Chen Yiyang often comes to this suburban villa. There are a lot of clothes in the cloakroom, many of which don’t even have the tags removed.

The two men were of similar height and build, so Cheng Yu's clothes fit him perfectly.

Cheng Yu took a look around and picked up a sweater and a down jacket.

Chen Yiyang was on the phone nearby, so he could focus on talking to Cheng Yu. "Find something for Zhou Zhou to wear. I took a look at her shabby little suitcase this morning, and it was full of thin clothes. Don't let her become the snowman before you build one."

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone. Chen Yiyang smiled and said, "Baby, there's no woman. Cheng Yu and I are together. Zhou Zhou, she is my friend who came back from the United States. I went to welcome her the day before yesterday, but I ended up being stuck here."

Cheng Yu looked at Chen Yiyang slowly, with a smile on his face. Chen Yiyang immediately made a face and gestured at him, telling him not to speak.

Chen Yiyang coaxed the man on the other side, not forgetting to beg for mercy: "We three men are trapped in the villa. We see each other all the time. I'm almost driven to become gay...Baby, do you want to video chat with me after work tonight?"

The two chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Seeing that Cheng Yu had finished choosing, Chen Yiyang raised his phone and said, "Little star, it's a bit hard to woo her. She's only kissed me for a month now, and won't give me more than that. The situation is getting worse, so I can't let the duck fly away now that I've got it."

Cheng Yu said nothing: "You are quite diligent."

He changed his clothes and went out with the clothes he had chosen.

There was no one in the room, and Zhou Zhou was not seen on the first floor.

Cheng Yu turned around and noticed that the curtains on the first-floor balcony were moving, so he walked over there.

Zhou Zhou was holding his coat and smoking.

She stood by the railing, a thin cigarette between her slender fingers.

Hearing the movement behind her, she turned around and bit the cigarette butt, lazily exhaling swirling green smoke, which was quickly blown away by the wind outside, leaving only a scarlet spot.

Zhou Zhou opened the cigarette box and asked him, "Do you smoke?"

“Not addictive.”

Zhou Zhou thought about it and agreed.

They played games all night last night, and he didn't smoke a single cigarette. She was so close to him that she could only smell the citrus scent on him, not the smell of tobacco.

He didn't smoke in the room either.

Zhou Zhou took the cigarette box, and Cheng Yu put his down jacket on her: "You're a heavy smoker."

She hummed, tilted her head, and said half-jokingly, "I always heard people say that a cigarette after sex is better than a living god. I saw men doing it, so I thought I'd try it, and now I'm craving it."

Cheng Yu could sense her insincerity and smiled faintly, "Really?"

"You don't know?"

"I haven't tried it." Cheng Yu told her, "I don't smoke much. I only smoke one after drinking."

Zhou Zhou said no wonder.