Chixing Yu was completely capable of handling it on his own.
“Please hurry up, I’ll wait for you outside,” Tong Sui said. “Remember to clean up before coming out; there are cameras outside.”
“Don’t go,” Chixing Yu hurriedly pressed against the door. “I’ll manage by myself, but can you stay here with me? You don’t have to do anything.”
“…”
Tong Sui didn’t understand Chixing Yu’s mindset. Isn’t this kind of private matter typically done in secret? How could he not feel any shame at all?
But Chixing Yu’s body nearly blocked the only exit, so Tong Sui could only lightly nod. “Okay, just hurry up.”
Chixing Yu responded with a slight “mm.”
Listening to the rustling sounds, Tong Sui turned his head away, not wanting to see his personal privacy.
In the quiet environment, every sound was extremely clear. The walls of the restroom were thick, blocking out even the sounds of the wind and insects common at night.
Only the sounds created by Chixing Yu remained.
Even if he wanted to ignore them, he couldn’t pretend he didn’t hear.
Tong Sui couldn’t help but furrow his brow; anyone would find it difficult to remain calm when standing there watching someone of the same sex doing such things.
Chixing Yu noticed his furrowed brow, and a wave of shame surged within him. He rarely did things like this, especially facing someone he liked. A strong excitement mingled with his pitiful sense of shame.
He hoarsely called out, “Sui Bao… can I have a look at you? Just turn your head and look at me.”
Chixing Yu’s voice carried pain and suppression, mixed with some complex emotions; it was both lingering and pleading, causing Tong Sui’s ears to feel slightly warm.
In the end, he couldn’t resist that pleading voice and turned his head slightly to glance at Chixing Yu’s actions.
Tong Sui’s gaze was undoubtedly the most lethal poison to him; the surging emotions felt uncontrollable, and he was instantly numb all over, letting out low sounds from his throat.
“Sui Bao… I like you. Ever since we started playing games together, I’ve really liked you,” Chixing Yu said, breathy. “You’re really cute, even when you’re angry; I like you so much…”
Who confesses in a situation like this?
Tong Sui’s face turned completely red from his words. “The rules of the program say no confessions; you’ve broken the rules.”
He said this and turned his head away again.
Noticing the gaze on him had shifted, Chixing Yu felt a sudden emptiness and urgently whispered, “I was wrong, I won’t say anything. Can you just turn your head to look at me again, please?”
“No.”
Chixing Yu felt downcast for a few seconds after the rejection, but quickly regained his energy, leaning in as if to please him, brushing against his face, ears, and neck.
The night was slightly cool, but his lips were much warmer than Tong Sui’s, moving purely by instinct, leaving red marks on his skin.
The fragrance from Tong Sui surrounded his nose, yet Chixing Yu felt that he could never get enough, obsessively parting his lips.
Tong Sui let out a pained sound.
Feeling a faint sting under his collarbone, as if bitten, a thin layer of mist formed in his eyes.
When would Chixing Yu change this habit of biting?
He raised his hand and grabbed Chixing Yu’s hair, pulling him back.
The pain from the scalp did not deter Chixing Yu; it seemed to have touched a nerve in him, making him even more excited.
Tong Sui widened his eyes, “Are you a pervert?”
“I am,” Chixing Yu lightly sucked on the area below the collarbone, “Baby, can you help me massage it?”
Massage?
Tong Sui didn’t expect him to have the nerve to say that. Perhaps feeling a bit vindictive, he applied a little force, pinching down twice.
“Ah.”
Chixing Yu furrowed his brow tightly, sweat beading on his elegant brow, his body trembling; this kind of punishment was far too cruel for a clumsy virgin.
Breathlessly, he said, “Sui Bao.”
Tong Sui felt a bit guilty but maintained a tough exterior, “Who told you to bite me first? Now you know it hurts, right?”
“Mm,” Chixing Yu replied, “It hurts, but if you touch me, I’m really happy. It would be even better if you could go a little lighter.”
He even brought up requests?
Tong Sui said, “Impossible. I won’t touch you again.”
“Really can’t?”
“Really,” Tong Sui even ran off to wash his hands.
The water coming from the faucet was very cool, flowing over his fingers, causing each of Tong Sui’s delicate, fair fingers to turn slightly red.
Chixing Yu’s mind was filled with the sensations from earlier; although it was brief, just the thought of being touched by Tong Sui’s beautiful hands was enough to satisfy him.
Chixing Yu’s brows tightened further.
Sweat moistened his temples, and strands of hair clung to his now warm face.
After washing his hands and drying them, Tong Sui waited for Chixing Yu to finish and leave, but standing made his legs ache. How was this slowpoke not done yet?
He could barely hold on and couldn’t help but complain, “You’re so slow, I need to go out.”
“Don’t, don’t.”
Chixing Yu replied, “I’ll be done soon.”
Five minutes ago, he had already heard that answer from Chixing Yu, and Tong Sui furrowed his brows and patiently waited a little longer.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside.
“Knock, knock.”
A knock sounded at the door, and Jiang Ciyan’s voice came through, “Tong Sui, are you in there?”
Tong Sui instantly felt nervous, covering Chixing Yu’s mouth with his hand and signaling him silently not to make a sound. “I’m here, what’s up?”
Jiang Ciyan replied, “I noticed you hadn’t come up for a while, so I came down to check. I know my earlier actions were a bit excessive; it’s all my fault.”
Chixing Yu huffed in dissatisfaction upon hearing this, as if wanting to ask what had happened upstairs earlier.
But Tong Sui had no time to deal with him; he replied to Jiang Ciyan outside, “I’m fine.”
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