Chapter 16: Spring in the Bathroom
Chapter 16
After a night of mental shock, the innocent but studious teacher Wen Xi has successfully mastered the two elements of the emotional changes of the two protagonists in the literature of "Flower Market Women's Wear and Online Dating Roommates" at different stages by speed reading thirteen classics.
Initial stage of newbie: secondary WeChat account, photos of beautiful legs, brother is awesome.
Advanced escalation: the video is flirtatious, offline is not good, and the car is overturned and loves grass.
Wen Xi, who was ready to make a move, fell silent after summarizing the twenty-four-word mantra.
When I returned to the dormitory at night, I happened to run into Yan and Su in the room.
"You're back? Are you going out tonight?"
"No, I'll go to the study room later to write the lab report." Wen Xi put his schoolbag on the table, picked up his cup and found a water dispenser to get a glass of cold water. "How is it, have you found a girlfriend?"
Yan and Su were curled up in their gaming chairs programming. They tilted their heads when they heard this, their expressions expressionless: "How can it be so fast? It's not like we can buy cabbages. Just go with the flow. If we can't find someone, then we can't find one. I don't plan to have an offline relationship in the next few months. I'm a little tired of it."
"Oh," Wen Xi returned to his bed, sat casually on his desk, leaned against the cabinet and drank water from a piggy cup. He swung his legs and showed his superb acting skills, asking curiously, "Online dating usually requires video chats, so wouldn't you want to meet offline after the video chat?"
Yan Hesu's fingers clattered, and then he said, "We're not really in love, so there's no need to video chat. Just text chat, spiritual care. At most, send a few photos, but it's best not to show your face."
Wen Xi paused while drinking water, and her fingertips rubbed the handle of the cup unconsciously. Her heart skipped a beat, and then she commented in an unexpected tone, "You are so innocent this time. It's unlike you."
Yan and Su snorted as a response.
Wen Xi's bed was facing Yan and Su's. He sat on the table, looking at the boy's back as he programmed, and quietly drank a glass of water.
The evil thoughts that had been suppressed suddenly became restless when he heard Yan and Su's attitude towards the upcoming online love. Having an online love affair with a generous young master without meeting or video chatting, and just sending some photos without showing the face, according to the usual practice, the contact can only last no more than a month. This is like a lottery ticket with a clear bottom, tempting Wen Xi, who is in debt of millions.
After finishing a glass of water, Wen Xi finally made a decision. He put the piggy cup aside and sat back on the bench. There were footsteps behind him, and Wen Xi tilted his head to see Yan and Su holding clothes and going to the bathroom.
At the bathroom door, Yan and Su stopped, turned to look at Wen Xi and asked, "I'm taking a shower, do you want to use the toilet?"
The roommate's eyes were clear, and Wen Xi's heart was pounding as if he was about to do something bad. He misjudged his gaze and said casually, "No, you wash it."
"OK."
Yan and Su went into the bathroom. After hearing the sound of water splashing in the bathroom, Wen Xi finally withdrew his gaze with relief and breathed a sigh of relief after surviving the disaster.
The first step for almost all the protagonists is to buy a beautiful dress, and Wenxi is no exception. Wenxi lowered her eyes, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled unconsciously when she saw the various dresses on the shopping app.
He had only met the other's girlfriend many times. Wen Xi, who was always busy studying and working, often heard that Yan and Su had changed girlfriends, but he had only met them many times, so he had no idea what kind of girls Yan and Su liked.
The dresses in front of her were dizzying. Wen Xi picked a few based on her feelings, such as French-style and preppy-style ankle-length dresses. In the end, she couldn't make a choice, so she simply took a screenshot and sent it to Ming Yao.
[溪流成海]: I want to buy a little skirt, which one do you think is suitable?
[If you are unhappy, you will be a superman]: Wait a minute, let me see.
[Stream Becomes Sea]:Okay.
Wen Xi waited for two minutes before Ming Yao finally responded.
[Become a Superman When You’re Unhappy]: None of them look good on you.
Wen Xi was stunned. Ming Yao's attitude was too straightforward, which made him doubt whether he had poor vision.
Before Wen Xi could say anything, a series of messages popped up on her phone, all of which were shopping links.
[Superman When Unhappy]: Darling, sweetness doesn’t suit you, you wear this.
[If you're unhappy, you're superhuman]: Killer Queen.
[If You Are Unhappy, You Will Be Superman]: I guarantee you will be amazed.
Wen Xi clicked on the link, and when she saw what kind of skirt it was, her fingertips suddenly stopped.
It's beautiful, but also embarrassing to wear.
Wen Xi bit her lip hesitantly. After the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, she made up her mind, chose her size, and bought it.
When checking out, Wen Xi saw the recommendation at the bottom to buy another item. She blinked thoughtfully and paid for it all.
*
The goods were shipped from a nearby location, and the next evening, Wenxi received three express parcels when he returned to school after get off work.
Although he knew that no one would notice that he bought a skirt, Wenxi was still very nervous when he went to the express station to pick up the package. The first thing Wenxi did when he got the package was to tear off the express delivery slip on the outside of the package and throw it into the trash can.
When he returned to the dormitory, the room was empty. The other three people in the dormitory had a final exam for a professional course that evening, so Wen Xi boldly brought the express back to the dormitory.
The first step is to create a WeChat account. Fortunately, Wenxi has two phone cards, so she created a second WeChat account smoothly. She found a softer line of a dancing puppy as her avatar, and named it Nadia.
Wenxi only had one mobile phone, and he had to deal with a lot of messages on his main account. In order to use it conveniently, he logged into his secondary account on his computer, and then searched for Yan Hesu through the account search. The style of his roommate's avatar was very different from his own. It was a smiling Samoyed, which belonged to Yan Hesu's family.
The Moments were empty, but Wenxi knew that it was not that Yan and Su did not post anything, but that the content was visible in groups, and his real account was visible, and there were several photos of them. Thinking of this, Wenxi clenched his fists and hesitated to fill out the application. After hesitating for a long time, he only filled in "Hello."
Flower market women's clothing online dating roommate literature common routine, the second step is a beautiful leg photo.
Wen Xi looked at the time. The exam would not end until an hour and a half later, so he had plenty of time to complete the photo-taking task in the dormitory.
Wen Xi fixed his eyes on the express delivery at hand, took a deep breath, took out a paper cutter, cut open the package, and took out a short haircut, a stack of stickers, and the red dress known as "Killer Queen".
Wen Xi looked back at the dormitory. It was empty, with only him. The room was so quiet that he could only hear his own heavy breathing due to nervousness. His body accidentally touched the plastic packaging on the corner of the table, making a crisp rustling sound. Wen Xi's scalp went numb, and the action of pulling the skirt up to his body froze. He turned around and saw that there was indeed no one there.
"call--"
I felt very secretly even before I started. I said I wouldn't wear skirts, but now I bought a skirt and wear it secretly in the dormitory.
Wenxi swallowed her saliva, hesitated for a long time, but still didn't lock the door. They didn't have the habit of locking the door in their dormitory, so it would be too obvious. The space on the bed was too small, and how could a girl take pictures on the bed in such a beautiful skirt? Her eyes fell on the bathroom door, which was frosted, so she couldn't see the situation inside. Wenxi licked the corner of her lips, mustered up the courage to hold the skirt and waited in the bathroom.
*
Wenxi changed into her skirt and, following Mingyao's instructions, tucked half of her shoulder-length black wig behind her ear, then looked up at the mirror.
Killer Queen is a hot-selling subculture burgundy ankle-length skirt. The one-shoulder style can perfectly reveal Wenxi's thin shoulders and neck, and the burgundy fabric makes her skin look whiter. The waist-hugging design shows the boy's straight waistline to the fullest. The black leather belt wraps around her thin waist and cleverly forms a rose at the left hip, dragging to the ankle like a waterfall. The hem of the skirt is divided into two at the right leg, and when she walks, you can only vaguely see the boy's plump long legs, as well as the leather leg rings that are bound in the middle of the thighs and tighten the leg flesh.
The upper chest of Killer Rose is decorated with a chain of roses and thorns. The special body makes Wen Xi's skeleton smaller than that of ordinary boys. The skin on his neck is very thin and white. He has a tattoo sticker on the clavicle. The black butterfly perches on the rose, adding a little charm to Bai Jie's neck.
Very pretty, even fragrant/beautiful.
Wen Xi looked away in embarrassment.
Because the face is not shown, there is no need to put on makeup. Although it is in the bathroom, the following scenes can face the tiles without worrying about exposure.
But Wen Xi held the phone tightly and did not take a photo. His eyes fell vaguely on the lit screen of the phone, and he bit his lips unconsciously.
Thump thump thump——
WeChat message ringtones rang one after another. The dazed Wen Xi was frightened and trembled. He looked down and saw that it was Yan Jue who sent him a message.
[Y.]: Are you busy now?
Wenxi blinked and tilted his head to look at the bathroom door behind him. It was quiet. His roommate's exam was over in more than an hour, so he still had some time to chat. He and Yanjue didn't communicate very often, but they were in touch every day. At this time, it should still be early in the morning at Yanjue's place.
"Get up so early?" Wen Xi murmured to himself, taking some time to type.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: No, it's time to rest now.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: It’s still early morning over there, why are you up so early?
[Y.]: I couldn’t sleep.
[Y.]: I will be returning to China the day after tomorrow, on a flight in the afternoon.
I don’t know if it’s because I haven’t seen Yan Jue for too long, but they have been chatting online all the time. So now that I know that the other party is returning to China the day after tomorrow, Wen Xi actually has the illusion that they are going to have an online romance and meet in person.
“How strange.”
[Streams become seas]: Great!
[溪流成海]: I miss you for a long time^^
But Wen Xi soon remembered something else.
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: But if I go back the day after tomorrow, I will miss Yan and Su’s birthdays tomorrow, right?
The message of the banquet decision was replied very quickly.
[Y.]: The gifts were sent.
[Y.]: One year is not a big deal.
[Y.]: Do you go to his birthday party every year?
[溪流成海]: Yes, we all celebrate our dormitory members’ birthdays together.
[Y.]: That’s a missed opportunity to meet.
[Streams become seas]: What a pity (sad)
[Y.]: We haven’t seen each other for a long time. Do you want to video chat?
Wen Xi looked down at her clothes, feeling a little helpless.
Want a video?
[Stream Becomes the Sea]: Brother, what are you doing now?
[Y.]: Boxing.
[Y.]: Do you want to see it?
Wen Xi stared. He and Yan Jue went to Ni Ye B Zone to watch a boxing match, but he couldn't imagine what he would be like when he boxed in person.
Wen Xi looked at himself in the mirror and thought of the novel about a bottom who could capture 24 targets at the same time. He thought with a lump in his throat, just block the camera on his side. Besides, Yan Jue and Yan Hesu had an average relationship and they didn't communicate. Even if he wore this skirt and had a video with Yan Jue and sent the photo to Yan Hesu, no one would know.
Very immoral, but very tempting to watch.
Curiosity drove Wen Xi to give a bold response.
[The stream becomes the sea]: Good.
Almost the second he agreed, Yanjue’s video call request popped up.
When the video was connected, Wen Xi took a deep breath and stared blankly with his eyes wide open.
The scene opposite seemed to be in a professional boxing gym, and Yan Jue was not punching a sandbag by himself, but was standing in a boxing ring, boxing with another foreigner. But this was not enough to surprise people, but Yan Jue was shirtless at the moment.
The moment he took off his shirt, his perfect body was exposed, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, evenly-proportioned muscles, and thin muscles covering his tall body. The muscles in his arms, shoulders and neck tensed up when he punched, and the knotted black veins meandered up along his clenched fist and sank into his bulging biceps.
Yan Jue faced the camera sideways, and as his body swayed, Wen Xi saw his well-defined abdominal muscles, with obvious ravines and tenseness. The man's skin was dyed wheat-colored by the yellowish light above his head, with surging power and surging hormones.
Wenxi didn't know what kind of boxing this was, but that didn't stop him from seeing that Yanjue was very good at it. The man punched decisively, with wind between his movements, slightly bent his body, biting his opponent tightly, and was extremely aggressive. I don't know what brand Yanjue's phone is, but the reception is great. Wenxi can clearly hear Yanjue's panting, low and rapid, like the panting of some beast.
The boxing techniques were coordinated with the steps, the upper body punched out, and the lower body changed position. Wen Xi saw Yan Jue's pants, pure black boxing pants. As the body swayed, the red laces at the crotch could be seen swinging obviously. He looked very powerful and had strong capital.
Wen Xi was stunned, blushing and looking away in panic.
Damn it.
The foreigner who was fighting was defeated step by step under Yan Jue's fierce attack, and was finally hit on the shoulder by a punch and fell to the ground.
"OK! You win."
Under Wen Xi's distant gaze, Yan Jue won the contest.
Wen Xi looked at the friend he had pulled to the end, said something with a smile, and then put his phone aside.
The ferocious and aggressive appearance of the man was completely different from the gentle image he had imagined in the past. Wen Xi's heart was pounding as she watched Yan Jue getting closer and closer.
Sweat slid down Yanjue's chin and dripped onto his well-defined abdominal muscles. Due to long-term exercise, the muscles in his waist and abdomen were still tense, flat and smooth. The sweat beads flowed down along the mermaid line and into the edge of his eye-catching underwear.
These were just what happened within a few steps as Yan Jue walked towards him from the boxing ring. The closer Yan Jue got, the more details he could see of the man's naked body.
The golden lighting in the boxing gym made the man's skin darker, turning it into a wheat color. There was a scar on his right chest muscle that was created somehow. It was not deep, but it still had a brown mark, which added more wildness to Yan Jue, as if he was a lone wolf that was difficult to tame. Yan Jue was also punched several times, and his shoulders and chest were flushed, with an inexplicable color/aura. It was hard for Wen Xi, who was no longer a simple child, not to think of leaving some nail scratches on it, and the circle of red marks was dotted with light-colored fruits.
Wen Xi looked away somewhat embarrassedly, his hand holding the phone feeling a little weak.
Damn it, he has turned bad.
The finger that was blocking the camera accidentally loosened. Wen Xi saw his panicked self on the small screen of his phone. His current state was completely exposed to Yan Jue. While he was stunned, Wen Xi saw Yan Jue frowning on the big screen.
The camera was picked up, and Wenxi saw Yanjue's rolling Adam's apple. The little mole that he had been worried about for a long time also moved up and down. The intense movement made Yanjue still breathless, and he called out Wenxi's name.
"Wenxi."
It was a strange feeling. Wen Xi opened his lips and felt inexplicably dry in the mouth. Looking at each other across the screen, he saw the man's dark and heavy eyes, which were filled with a desire for victory and an undisguised instinctive desire.
As their eyes met, Wen Xi's lower back felt weak and he felt a little dizzy. He breathed rapidly and the butterfly tattoo on his collarbone fluttered its wings in panic.
Wen Xi moved her lips unbearably: "Brother."
Yan Jue looked a little surprised. He opened his mouth and was about to say something.
Wen Xi unexpectedly heard a knock on the door.
“Bang, bang, bang.”
The sound came from the glass door of the bathroom behind me.
Wen Xi's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She turned around in surprise and saw a tall figure standing outside the frosted door.
"Wenxi, are you in there?"
It was Yan and Su's voice.
Wen Xi was horrified, and in the camera, Yan Jue raised his eyebrows.
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