Chapter 124 Why Not Wear Pants?

In the evening, Yu Chucheng came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He grabbed a handful of hair in front of the mirror and wiped the water off his face with a towel.

The necklace and ring were hung carefully on the side.

Yu Chucheng picked up the ring, stared at the pinyin initials engraved on the inside for a while, and suddenly chuckled.

After laughing, he shuddered and belatedly covered his face.

Damn, he must have been possessed by something just now, why would he give such a silly smile?

Yu Chucheng quickly put on the necklace and tucked it into his loose pajamas.

Just then, the cell phone outside rang.

Seeing that it was Duan Huaijin who called via video, Yu Chucheng quickly picked up the towel to wipe his wet hair, then went back to smooth his hair in front of the mirror.

On the other side of the video, Duan Huaijin was wearing headphones in the Internet cafe room.

The first time he saw Yu Chucheng, his eyes fell on Yu Chucheng's skin that was red from the hot steam after taking a shower, and then moved to his wet hair, "Why don't you blow-dry your hair? You'll have a headache the next day."

Yu Chucheng touched his earlobe and said, "It's okay. Let's blow it later. The air conditioner in the room is very warm."

Duan Huaijin glanced at the pajamas he was wearing. It was a black striped long-sleeved outfit, but it looked very thin and had a large neckline, revealing his clear collarbone and the necklace resting on it. It seemed that his room was not really cold.

Yu Chucheng placed his phone against the mirror on the sink and began to squeeze toothpaste while brushing his teeth.

Ever since he broke up with Duan Huaijin in front of outsiders, no one has talked in the WeChat group of four people they had set up before, and they no longer discuss topics via microphone in the evening.

But he is an exception. No matter how busy Duan Huaijin is, he will still give him special treatment from time to time.

As Yu Chucheng brushed his teeth and rinsed his mouth, his loose pajamas fell down, and through the wide open neckline one could even see two faint pink spots on his chest.

Duan Huaijin's breathing gradually became less steady and long.

With a "click".

Yu Chucheng's phone, which was leaning against the mirror, was not placed firmly and fell to the ground beside him, facing upwards, revealing Yu Chucheng's entire body.

He was not wearing pajamas on the lower body, only a pair of white underwear. The loose pajamas were loosely draped over his body, and his two straight legs were covered with a light red layer on his knees.

Duan Huaijin was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes suddenly darkened, "Why aren't you wearing pants?"

Yu Chucheng immediately pulled his shirt down, picked up his phone in a flash, and rushed out of the bathroom with a red face to find his pants.

Where are the pants? Where are the pants?

He didn't wear them because he couldn't find pajamas in the closet before taking a shower.

Duan Huaijin's sudden darkening gaze just now made his whole body hot. He kept rummaging through the drawers and boxes, wishing his pants would grow legs and run out to find him.

However, after searching for a long time, he still couldn't find his pajamas, so he had to pull on a pair of loose-fitting knee-length shorts. "I, I, I just took a shower, so I didn't... don't look!"

In a place where the camera couldn't see, Duan Huaijin was injecting an inhibitor. The sharp needle sank into the protruding blue veins on his arm. He tilted his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I've seen it anyway, so why can't I watch it?"

"This is different..." Yu Chucheng quickly put on his pants and tied his belt with his fingers.

Across the screen, Duan Huaijin stared at Yu Chucheng's red ears and chuckled maliciously, "Do you know that there is a small brown mole on the inside of your thigh? I found it on the sofa last time."

Yu Chucheng's cheeks flushed, "Stop talking!"

Now, whenever he mentioned the sofa in his house, he would inevitably think of that night when he cried, scratched and bit the sofa and the backrest in order to hold back from making too much noise, leaving them in a mess.

After teasing her boyfriend, Duan Huaijin also finished injecting the inhibitor. He threw the empty syringe into the trash can, glanced at Yu Chucheng's room, and saw a set of carefully prepared clothes draped over a chair. He sympathetically changed the subject to help Yu Chucheng ease the embarrassment, "Is there anything important tomorrow?"

Yu Chucheng bit his lip, still immersed in the embarrassment of being discovered without wearing pants.

Is meeting your mother an important matter?

"Yes, of course, so I'm going to go to bed early tonight, good night!"

After he finished speaking, there was a “ding” sound from Duan Huaijin’s earphones, and the video call was disconnected.

“…”

I shouldn't have asked if I had known.

Duan Huaijin took a deep breath and reached into his pocket.

He wanted to smoke because his susceptible period was approaching and his pheromones had been unstable recently. He also wanted to pin Yu Chucheng on the bed and bully him all day long.

He was in desperate need of an outlet to vent his emotions, but after searching his pockets twice, he remembered that he had planned to quit smoking, so he threw away his cigarettes and lighter.

"Huh..." Duan Huaijin forced himself to suppress the surging pheromones in his body, walked to the front desk to get a can of wine, opened it with a "slurp", and drank it in one gulp.

Yu Chucheng hadn't been online for a long time, so the Internet cafe owner asked Ji Zhou about it and found out something shocking.

He was first shocked that Duan Huaijin and Yu Chucheng were really in love, and secondly shocked that they actually broke up.

When he saw Duan Huaijin drinking, he thought that Duan Huaijin was heartbroken and couldn't get over it, so he was drinking to drown his sorrows.

"Let the past be the past, and we need to look forward." The boss patted Duan Huaijin's shoulder comfortingly, "I can give you two days off so that you can adjust your mood before coming back."

Duan Huaijin tilted his head and glanced at him, the redness in his eyes still lingering.

The Internet cafe owner was shocked.

It seems that the emotional trauma was quite severe. There were bloodshot eyes. Maybe she even cried in the room just now.

Duan Huaijin felt inexplicably irritated and wanted to leave.

"Well, you are still young, and this is just a small setback in your life. Come, come, let me tell you about my love history." The boss pulled Duan Huaijin to sit down, determined to enlighten him.

Duan Huaijin squeezed the can a little and was about to drink it up.

The boss directly took the can with half a bottle of wine left in it and threw it away, "Drinking alone won't solve the problem."

Duan Huaijin: “…”

Maybe it can really solve some problems.

The Internet cafe owner recently read a very nourishing spiritual chicken soup, and now his mind is full of useful information. He finally met someone with whom he could show off his eloquence, and he wanted to pull Duan Huaijin to talk to him for three days and three nights.

Duan Huaijin clenched his fists, trying desperately to suppress the restless desire in his body. He took a long breath and cursed in a low voice, "Fuck..."

"Look, look, I said you young people are too impulsive. The book says we should be calm and not swear casually. We should look at all problems with a gentle attitude..."

Duan Huaijin interrupted him directly, "Got it, I'll adjust it quickly."

After saying that, he walked towards the room despite his boss's attempt to stop him.

This can't go on any longer.

He was so hard and hot, and at the same time, the Internet cafe owner was pouring iced chicken soup on him from a small spray bottle.

He was afraid that if this continued he would wither.