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The sound insulation in the bathroom was really good enough, Wei Qing was sitting on the sofa and couldn't hear anything at all.

After about three to five minutes, Wei Qing felt that the recording should also stop, so he stood up from the sofa, intending to knock on the door to go to the bathroom to wash up, and then rest.

But just as he walked to the bathroom door and was about to raise his hand to knock, a muffled groan suddenly came from the bathroom.

"Um……"

It was very soft, with a bit of nasal sound, like a kitten humming, that kind of greenness and innocence can disturb people's hearts, Wei Qing froze there immediately.

"Ha... um..."

This time I added panting, unsteady breathing, like sobbing uncontrollably after being bullied, which made people feel pitiful and exciting at the same time.

Wei Qing could clearly feel the temperature change on his body, like a person who was frozen in the snow and suddenly fell into a volcano, his scorching belly tightened and his blood gushed down.

He really wanted to take a step to leave, but he couldn't, or in other words, his mind could no longer control his limbs.

The voice of the boy in the bathroom is getting quieter, and it seems that the recording will stop soon.

Wei Qing rolled his Adam's apple, took another step forward like a ghost, and put his ear against the bathroom door.

Unskilled panting, deliberate muffled snorts from the nose, everything is like a young bamboo just broken out of the soil, fresh and sweet, making people want to peel off the skin and bite off the hidden inside shoots.

Wei Qing seemed to be standing there, motionless.

"Bang." The door suddenly opened.

"Ah!" Yan Chuyang shrank back suddenly in fright, "When did you come?"

Wei Qing came back to his senses, straightened his tie solemnly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I just came here, I'm going to bed, so I came here to wash up."

Yan Chuyang's face froze, and he let out an oh, and asked in a low voice with a little redness at the tips of his ears: "You, you didn't hear anything, did you?"

Wei Qing's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Are you afraid that I will hear you?"

Yan Chuyang nodded: "That's my privacy." He didn't want him to hear such a shameful voice!

The man snorted, his expression extremely displeased: "That's not your privacy, Mr. Yan, we are married, I have the right to hear your voice."

After finishing speaking, Wei Qing pushed the boy away with a tense expression, entered the bathroom, and then closed the door with a bang.

Yan Chuyang stared blankly at the closed bathroom door, and murmured speechlessly, "How did I offend you again?"

Obviously his voice is already very small!Does this still bother him? !

Man's heart, sea needle!

After taking a shower in the bathroom and going to bed, Wei Qing began to toss and turn restlessly on the bed.

Unable to fall asleep, as soon as he closed his eyes, Yan Chuyang's meowing meows began to sound uncontrollably in his ears.

The lower abdomen is burning very badly. Wei Qing tried his best to adjust his breathing to calm down his agitated heart. However, physiology is not controlled by the brain. tight.

"Huh..." Wei Qing stared at the ceiling absent-mindedly, wondering whether he had been abstinent for too long?

Since breaking up with Shen Shimin, he has hardly touched anyone.

It's a bit ridiculous to say, it may be that he lacks the warmth brought by his family, Wei Qing has a very stubborn pursuit of having a complete family, so, to a certain extent, he is a very traditional person, in his opinion Zhili, if you are not married, you cannot have that kind of intimate relationship with a girl.

This is also the reason why even after two or three years of dating with Shen Shimin, the intimacy between the two only stopped at kissing and hugging, and they never broke through the last line of defense.

These years, it is not without desire, he is a normal man, but his inner persistence allows him to transform his physical needs into work motivation.

In terms of self-control, Wei Qing thinks he is extremely good among men.

But...how could it be because of that boy Yan Chuyang's humming?

Absolutely too long abstinence.

right!How could it have something to do with Yan Chuyang, that kid is a man!

However, after the bad image automatically flashed in his mind for the nth time, Wei Qing still hammered the bed board, stood up and opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a small box that was still in plastic.

This is a gift given to him when he went to the hospital for a physical examination a few days ago and the doctor saw that he was still single in the medical examination report.

It's a masturbation cup.

Wei Qing didn't want to do it himself, it was too dirty.

The sound of plastic rattling when unpacking agitated the eardrums. When he opened the box and saw the ugly utensil, Wei Qing's eyebrows jumped, and he threw it back into the drawer.

what is he doing nowBecause Yan Chuyang couldn't hold back after a few hums, and started using this kind of thing?

What about the self-control he is so proud of?What about his bottom line?

Wei Qing grinds his back molars, turns over in a fit of anger, and forces himself to close his eyes to sleep, he doesn't believe it, what he could bear before, can't bear now?

sleep!

The clock was ticking, and the bedroom was silent. Finally, in the process of continuous self-hypnosis, Wei Qing gradually calmed down, his mind also entered a state of chaos, and began to dream about Duke Zhou.

But as soon as he entered a light sleep state, he suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the door.

"Wei Qing?" Yan Chuyang's soft voice sounded from outside the door, Wei Qing was agitated, his lower abdomen tightened suddenly as if possessed by a demon.

The man cursed secretly and roared, "What are you doing?"

Yan Chuyang muttered, "I have something to ask you."

"If you have something to say tomorrow, go to sleep!"

"But it's very important, and it can't be delayed until tomorrow."

Wei Qing gritted his teeth, and after a moment of silence, he growled impatiently: "The door is unlocked, come in by yourself."

Yan Chuyang pushed the door open and walked in as quietly as possible to Wei Qing's bedside.

The man's eyes were closed and he seemed to be still sleeping.

"Wei Qing?" Yan Chuyang squatted down, looked at the man's straight nose and deep eye sockets, and whispered, "Are you asleep?"

Wei Qing didn't speak, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his eyes were still tightly closed.