Chapter 14 Chi Cheng! You are a jerk, right?!
Wu Suowei subconsciously moved the phone away a little and checked the caller ID. Yes, it was the number of the plague god.
"Hmm..." Chi Cheng responded with a vague nasal sound, and then another more suppressed gasp came.
The sound seemed to be scorching hot, directly burning Wu Suowei's eardrums.
The voice on the other end of the phone was still the same one that made people blush, and it was even clearer and faster, mixed with the subtle sound of fabric rubbing against each other.
Chi Cheng seemed not to have heard his question at all, or rather, he was immersed in his own world, and only uttered a word in a low and hoarse voice: "...want..."
"Think?! What are you thinking about?!" Wu Suowei froze as he held the phone in his hand. A thought flashed through his mind like lightning.
wrong.
This... this sound...
There was a "boom" in his head, as if something exploded.
The embarrassing and shameful scene of myself in the bathroom during the day jumped out of my mind uncontrollably.
The water rushed over her body, but her mind was filled with the image of Chi Cheng forcefully kissing her, and then... and then...
Shit! Chi Cheng, what the hell are you doing...!
Wu Suowei's face turned red as blood, burning from the base of his neck all the way to the top of his head!
A strong sense of shame and inexplicable panic instantly swept over him, and he shouted angrily into the phone: "Chi Cheng! Are you a jerk?! What are you doing in the middle of the night? Get out!"
After yelling, he pressed the hang-up button with all his strength as if he was throwing away a hot potato.
The world suddenly became quiet.
Wu Suowei suddenly buried his head in the pillow like a cooked shrimp, burying his burning face.
He...he actually...
Wu Suowei's mind was in a mess, and the suggestive voice on the phone just now seemed to still linger in his ears.
He couldn't help but start to imagine...
What is Chi Cheng doing now? Is he leaning on the bed?
The dim light outlines his well-defined profile and tight chest?
Sweat slid down my Adam's apple... Was his hand... ?
When he closed his eyes, was the same thing that came to his mind as it did during the day...?
"ah--!"
Wu Suowei suddenly roared and covered his ears tightly with his hands, as if this could drive those damn images and sounds out of his mind.
"Pervert! Madman! Psychopath! Chi Cheng, you bastard!" He cursed silently into the pillow, but his body was uncontrollably getting slightly hot, and he seemed to be getting restless again.
No, no! Wu Suowei! Wake up!
He hit his head hard twice, trying to dispel the beautiful associations.
That's Chi Cheng! The snake breeder! A nightmare! A dead end!
He jerked his head up from the pillow and took a deep breath of fresh air, trying to cool his burning cheeks and confused thoughts.
Go to sleep! Go to sleep now!
As if giving himself an order, he lay down again, pulled up the thin blanket to cover himself tightly from head to toe, and closed his eyes tightly.
I have an audition tomorrow! Five hundred a day! Five hundred a day!
He frantically repeated this number in his mind, trying to use the power of money to dispel the shadow brought by Chi Cheng.
Make money! Making money is the most important thing! As long as you have money, all the other things, Chi Cheng and Chi Ma, will stand aside!
He thought with gritted teeth.
Yes! Perform well tomorrow, get the role, and make a lot of money! Stay away from the crazy people! Money is more important than life!
He forced himself to clear his mind and block out Chi Cheng's hateful face and those damn voices.
However, before falling completely into sleep, a faint thought emerged like a cunning little jealous person and lurked deep in my consciousness.
...The sound of his breathing...seems...quite sexy...
"Damn it!" Wu Suowei cursed silently in the quilt, turned over, buried his face deeper into the pillow, and stopped moving completely.
Only the tips of the ears were exposed outside the quilt, quietly and brightly red in the darkness.
So the next morning.
Wu Suowei had two faint dark circles under his eyes and took several deep breaths in front of the mirror.
No, I have an audition today, and it’s a big money-making event!
Don't be influenced by that lunatic!
He rubbed his face vigorously, put on his best white T-shirt and clean jeans, combed his hair, and tried to make himself look more energetic.
As soon as I packed up and went out, I saw the familiar black sports car parked at the entrance of the alley.
Chi Cheng leaned against the car door, wearing a simple black shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong forearms.
The morning light outlined the sharp lines of his profile. He had a cigarette in his mouth, and in the smoke, his eyes were deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Wu Suowei cursed in his heart, "You're crazy," and walked over with gritted teeth.
He deliberately ignored the intense awkwardness and accelerated heartbeat caused by the phone call last night and greeted as naturally as possible: "Good morning."
Chi Cheng turned his head when he heard the voice.
The moment his eyes fell on Wu Suowei, his fingers holding the cigarette paused almost imperceptibly.
Wu Suowei, wearing a clean white T-shirt, has fluffy hair and clear eyebrows. The ordinary white T-shirt outlines his smooth shoulders and youthful waist, and jeans wrap around his straight and slender legs.
Chi Cheng's fingers on the roof of the sports car suddenly tightened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably.
His mind instantly flashed back to his uncontrollable breathing on the phone last night and the man's unspeakably clean appearance at this moment.
A strong sense of possession rushed over his head without warning, burning his mouth and making it dry.
Want to dirty him... in this morning light...
Wu Suowei felt uncomfortable when he was looked at by him. His eyes were too hot and too direct, like hooks, scraping him from head to toe, making him feel like he was not wearing any clothes.
He forced himself to remain calm and waved his hand in front of Chi Cheng's eyes: "Hello? Chi Cheng? What's wrong? It's so early in the morning, are you possessed?"
My wrist was suddenly grabbed by a hot big hand.
Wu Suowei was caught off guard and was pulled and staggered.
The force was so great that Wu Suowei cried out in pain: "Hiss! It hurts!"
The little jealous girl on Chi Cheng's wrist was shaken violently by the sudden movement, and her slender body was almost thrown out.
Little Vinegar Bag:?
What are you doing?
Wu Suowei's sight was instantly captured by the jealous little guy who was approaching!
His pupils suddenly contracted, all the muscles in his body tensed instantly, and his blood seemed to freeze.
Huang Long... suffocated... died...
However, just when fear was about to overwhelm his reason, he saw clearly.
It’s not the yellow dragon, it’s that small, cute vinegar bag.
It just looked at itself blankly, even a little innocently.
Wu Suowei breathed a sigh of relief, and a layer of cold sweat instantly broke out on his back.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he forced down the remaining fear in his heart. His tone was filled with obvious anger and a barely perceptible tremor: "Chi Cheng! What are you doing so crazy so early in the morning?! Let go!"
Chi Cheng took a deep breath, suppressing the surging heat in his chest, and his voice became low and hoarse.
He raised his hand as if nothing had happened and patted the little jealous girl's head soothingly: "Nothing."
He glanced at Wu Suowei's face and his slightly heaving chest, and a predatory smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "It must be that I have something important to do today, otherwise..."
He paused deliberately, his eyes sweeping across Wu Suowei's lips and neck with a pointed look, "I'll finish you off now."
Wu Suowei's scalp tingled at his naked gaze and words. The voice on the phone last night and the images in his mind came to his mind uncontrollably, and the blush on his face that had just faded suddenly flared up again.
He gritted his teeth in anger, but he didn't dare to really provoke this madman. He could only glare at him fiercely, opened the car door and got into the passenger seat: "...Drive!"
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