Chapter 0114: I’m Still Young, So I Indulge in Crazy Pleasure

Xia Chiyi leaned into the crook of Zhou Zhexiao’s neck, nuzzling him with the tip of his nose. His shoulders trembled slightly; he was clearly laughing.

“What are you laughing at?”

Zhou Zhexiao’s voice was very soft and gentle, tinged with a hint of confusion.

Xia Chiyi didn’t answer. Instead, he brought Zhou Zhexiao’s hand to his lips and lightly kissed his knuckles.

Zhou Zhexiao’s shoulders gave a minuscule tremor. He felt the tip of Xia Chiyi’s nose brush past the web of his hand, followed by an even softer kiss landing perfectly in his palm.

It was as if he were praising his every dribble, every layup, and every fadeaway jumper.

Even though it was only his hand being kissed, Zhou Zhexiao felt as if his heart had been bitten.

How he wished Xia Chiyi would press a little harder, so hard that his heart valves would rupture, allowing all his blood, wrapped in crazed affection, to be entirely dedicated to him.

Zhou Zhexiao turned his head and gently kissed Xia Chiyi’s temple. His sipping kisses traced the curve of Xia Chiyi’s cheek down to his chin, before completely capturing his lips.

Their kiss was very restrained, as if they feared the whole world would discover them if they weren’t quiet enough, even though no one had entered this study booth thus far.

Zhou Zhexiao kissed him from every angle, with varying degrees of pressure. He cupped the back of Xia Chiyi’s head tightly, pulling him closer. Possessiveness, deep affection, and a restrained fear of shattering everything were all mashed together and delivered to Xia Chiyi.

It was as if once the kissing started, it would never be enough.

Zhou Zhexiao stood up while continuing to kiss him.

Xia Chiyi gripped his collar, unwilling to let this kiss end. The briefest separation and the subsequent cooling of the air gave Xia Chiyi an intense feeling of reluctance, even though Zhou Zhexiao was right beside him.

Zhou Zhexiao’s knee pressed onto the other side of Xia Chiyi. As his hands braced by Xia Chiyi’s ears like an inescapable cage, a far more frantic and torrential kiss descended.

To avoid making any noise, Zhou Zhexiao kissed him harder, squeezing out all the space between them. Xia Chiyi suspected he might actually become the first person in history to be kissed to death by his boyfriend on a study room date.

And if he died, then so be it.

This guy’s kissing was even more thrilling than his basketball.

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Past 8 PM, the number of people coming to the study hall gradually increased.

There were people working overtime on PPTs, and others reviewing for grad school entrance exams. With more people around, Xia Chiyi felt too embarrassed to indulge in pleasure while everyone else was studying hard.

He tugged on Zhou Zhexiao’s arm and whispered, “Time’s up, let’s go. I’m hungry.”

“Mhm,” Zhou Zhexiao agreed, lightly wiping the corner of Xia Chiyi’s lips.

When they reached the ground floor of the office building, Xia Chiyi stretched his arms high and let out a long breath.

“This place was recommended by some classmates. I told them I wanted to go somewhere quiet where no one could see me for a while, and they suggested this study hall. They even had discount coupons, so aside from the bus fare, today’s date didn’t cost a dime.”

Xia Chiyi flashed a massive, brilliant smile at Zhou Zhexiao.

So… that just now was a date?

“Several classmates said to specifically choose that mini study booth because you can watch the sunset.”

So, the reason you chatted with them for so long was just to find a place where you could be alone with me?

“Zhou Zhexiao, if we go play in the CBA or even the NBA in the future, the number of people paying attention to us and watching us will definitely keep growing. We might even run into fans asking for photos in the bathroom. We won’t be able to hold hands, hug, and kiss recklessly, but we’ll always find a way.”

Zhou Zhexiao recalled a “Casanova” teammate from his past life who was constantly embroiled in tabloid gossip. That teammate had countless dating tricks and prided himself on being romantic.

But not a single one of those tricks could compare to Xia Chiyi’s “space in the clouds.”

“Are you saying you enjoy the thrill of a secret affair?”

“Secret your head! I’m saying, I’ll always find ways to make you belong only to me.”

Zhou Zhexiao lowered his eyes and smiled. No matter how many people are around us, whether we are watched by ten thousand eyes or completely ignored, I naturally belong only to you anyway.

Xia Chiyi tilted his head. “Let’s go, I’m hungry. Let’s get food!”

As they walked past a nearby shopping mall, they saw a massive LED billboard displaying an NBA star advertising basketball shoes.

“Tsk,” Xia Chiyi put his hands on his hips, looking a little displeased.

Zhou Zhexiao ruffled the top of his head. “We’ll have that in the future.”

“You know what I’m thinking?”

“In the future, you and I will appear on the same sports brand advertisement.”

“I want the full-wall ones in subway stations too, so every single passenger has to look at us while waiting for their train.”

“Are you trying to force-feed them dog food (PDA)?”

“No, they’ll be eating dog food without even realizing it. And they’ll secretly be hoping in their hearts… ‘If only this dog food were real!'” Xia Chiyi wore a smug, triumphant expression.

“Mhm.” Zhou Zhexiao looked down and gave a very faint smile.

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Sneaking takeout feels great for a moment; facing your master is a trip to the crematorium.

The first thing waiting for Xia Chiyi upon resuming regular training was Jiao Yingfeng’s electronic scale.

Jiao Yingfeng crossed his arms, staring coldly at the numbers on the scale.

Fan Qingliang crouched next to the scale holding a coffee mug, letting out soft chuckles as he looked at the numbers.

This gave Xia Chiyi a very bad feeling. He tried to look down at the numbers, but Jiao Yingfeng pulled out a pointing stick from who-knows-where and propped it under Xia Chiyi’s chin.

“Confess on your own. What exactly did you eat that you shouldn’t have?”

Anything Ling Huanzhen knew would undoubtedly be relayed to Jiao Yingfeng word for word. Xia Chiyi chose to confess for leniency, dragging Zhou Zhexiao down with him.

“Zhou Zhexiao ordered the fish ball noodles. Zhou Zhexiao ate more of the pizza than I did. Zhou Zhexiao also ate half of the double-meat cheese monster burger…”

Jiao Yingfeng smiled. “Leaving the rest aside, how come I heard that for the burger, you just couldn’t finish it, so Zhou Zhexiao reluctantly helped you digest the other half?”

Xia Chiyi’s toes curled inward. He stared into the corner and kept his mouth shut.

“Get off, your body fat percentage hasn’t changed much. It seems the Southeast Regional games were intense enough that you burned off all the carbs you stuffed down. The only thing is that you broke Zhou Zhexiao’s heart. We’ll see if he helps you finish your food next time.”

Jiao Yingfeng gave a wicked smirk.

Xia Chiyi turned around, only to see Zhou Zhexiao standing behind him with his arms crossed. Who knows how long he had been watching.

Talk about dancing the Yangge on the edge of a cliff—my good days are over.

“Are you here to weigh yourself?” Xia Chiyi asked with a perfectly flat expression.

“Mhm.”

Xia Chiyi quickly made way, letting Zhou Zhexiao step up.

Jiao Yingfeng glanced at the numbers and raised an eyebrow. “Pretty good.”

“He needs to adjust his training volume,” Zhou Zhexiao said as he stepped off.

Jiao Yingfeng nodded. “I agree. Confrontation training needs to be increased, the accuracy of his turnaround fadeaway needs to improve, and add another set of reaction time training.”

“And add another set of battle ropes, too.”

Xia Chiyi unceremoniously kicked the back of Zhou Zhexiao’s knee. “You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? You’re taking revenge on me, right?”

“No,” Zhou Zhexiao denied quickly, turning to walk out.

Xia Chiyi followed behind him and kneed Zhou Zhexiao in the lower back.

Caught off guard, Zhou Zhexiao stumbled forward.

Xia Chiyi hmphed, “Serves you right,” and was just about to strut past Zhou Zhexiao when the other man scooped him up and pressed his head firmly against his chest, holding him so tight he could barely breathe.

“Who did you say it serves right?”

Xia Chiyi folded immediately: “It serves me right… whatever it is, it serves me right…”

Zhou Zhexiao’s large hand ruffled Xia Chiyi’s hair roughly several times until Xia Chiyi punched him in the back, finally prompting him to let go.

“Annoying jerk. No friends,” Xia Chiyi muttered complaints while smoothing out his hair.

Fan Qingliang sipped his coffee, smiling as he said, “Do you think in ten years, they’ll still fight like elementary school kids?”

Jiao Yingfeng didn’t say anything, merely staring calmly at Zhou Zhexiao’s back.

Without realizing it, this old friend he thought he knew so well had changed.

In the past, he would also come out to eat and chat with Jiao Yingfeng and Ling Huanzhen, but he was always like a bystander, seemingly never truly blending into worldly life. His world only consisted of basketball. He didn’t date, had no scandals, and held no interest in online games. It seemed nothing else in this world was capable of moving him.

He still remembered attending Sheng Xingming’s funeral, where his agent lamented that this top-tier superstar had zero worldly desires, living like a pure, stoic saint.

Perhaps that was exactly why the heavens took him away so early.

But the current Zhou Zhexiao would order takeout with Xia Chiyi, sneakily eat fried chicken and fries with him, go to the movies with him, scratch his head trying to figure out shopping cart discounts with him, get headaches over final exams, and wrestle around with him.

Compared to the past, Jiao Yingfeng preferred the Zhou Zhexiao of today. He would rather he have fewer principles and live a little happier.

Just like Xia Chiyi’s WeChat signature: I am still young, so I indulge in crazy pleasure.

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Because of the increased training load, Xia Chiyi was as tired as a dead dog.

He dragged a plastic chair into the shower, feeling that the hot water beating against his back felt absolutely amazing. However, within two minutes, he fell asleep sitting right under the spray.

Zhou Zhexiao packed both of their sports bags and mixed Xia Chiyi’s protein shake. He waited for quite a while but still didn’t hear Xia Chiyi come out.

He walked over to the bathroom door. Just as his finger was about to knock, he saw Fan Qingliang strolling by leisurely.

“Boys at this age taking a bit longer in the bathroom is completely normal, you know.”

Zhou Zhexiao paused. He lowered his eyes, listened carefully, and then knocked on the door even harder.

“Xia Chiyi, what are you doing in there?”

Fan Qingliang started coughing, covering his face with one hand. “You don’t need to embarrass him like this, do you?”

The next second, a loud clatter echoed out—the sound of a plastic chair toppling over, followed by Xia Chiyi’s “Ouch!”

Zhou Zhexiao’s expression tightened. Using brute force, he twisted the door lock open. A wave of hot steam rushed into his face, revealing Xia Chiyi sitting on the floor, splayed out awkwardly.

Those long legs extended from the mist, the lines of his calves smooth and taut. His skin was coated in moisture, reflecting a sheen that made one’s heart race.

Fan Qingliang was just looking over with concern when Zhou Zhexiao completely blocked his line of sight.

“Are you okay?”

Zhou Zhexiao shut the door, quickly walked in, and hoisted him up.

“N-no… I’m fine…”

The water on Xia Chiyi’s body rubbed entirely onto Zhou Zhexiao’s fresh clothes, leaving large patches of dark, wet stains.

“Get out first. How many times have I told you not to sleep while showering?” Zhou Zhexiao grabbed a bath towel and wrapped it around Xia Chiyi’s waist.

“Is he alright?” Fan Qingliang asked through the door.

“He should be fine.”

“Oh.” Fan Qingliang felt a bizarre sensation in his heart. Pondering over it, he went to take another sip of coffee, only to find his mug already empty.

Xia Chiyi frantically scrambled to get dressed, while Zhou Zhexiao stood beside him handing him things.

“Pants are backward.”

“Ah… oh…”

“Wrong shirt. This is the clean one.”

“My mistake…”

After finally getting dressed and stepping out, Xia Chiyi still had to face Fan Qingliang’s teasing.

“Honestly, there’s no need to be embarrassed. You’re very well-endowed; you wouldn’t lose to anyone, there’s no shame!”

This sentence did not comfort Xia Chiyi in the slightest; instead, it turned his face even redder, like a tomato.

“No more sitting in the shower to sleep next time,” Zhou Zhexiao ordered.

“I just thought it felt nice…”

“When we get back, I’ll help you…”

“I don’t want the fascia knife! My muscles are perfectly fine! No fascia knife!” Xia Chiyi’s expression resembled a startled rabbit.

Zhou Zhexiao reached out, rubbing the top of his head to vigorously soothe him. “I meant I’ll help massage your muscle groups.”

“Oh! Relaxing the muscle groups is fine!” Xia Chiyi nodded emphatically. Zhou Zhexiao’s massage techniques were professional-grade.

On the way back, perhaps because he had consumed too much oxygen in the steamy bathroom, Xia Chiyi felt dead tired the moment he stepped into the elevator. His eyelids were heavy as lead.

Zhou Zhexiao held his phone, watching the Southwest Regional knockout matches. Xia Chiyi stood behind him, yawned, and then simply rested his forehead against Zhou Zhexiao’s back. Inhaling his scent, his arms hung limply by his sides as he fell asleep in seconds.

When the elevator doors opened, they unexpectedly ran into the foreign couple from before.

The two were walking arm-in-arm. Months had passed, but they were still as inseparable as ever, openly kissing without a care in the world. Upon seeing Zhou Zhexiao, they stopped in perfect unspoken sync, likely sympathizing with the Big Bad Wolf carrying the little white rabbit—clearly starving but unable to take a bite, a classic case of unrequited love or something similar.

As the elevator continued its descent, Zhou Zhexiao kept his head down to watch his phone. The man and woman whispered sweet nothings to each other, discussing what to eat later.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhexiao let out a “Tsk.” He raised his arm as if to smack the person behind him, but the extended hand merely gave Xia Chiyi’s back a light pat.

“Stop messing around.”

The truth was that Xia Chiyi couldn’t stand the couple’s PDA, so he had secretly taken a hard bite out of Zhou Zhexiao’s shoulder blade.

When they reached the first floor, the elevator doors opened, and Xia Chiyi stepped out from behind Zhou Zhexiao.

The man from the couple squinted at the wet bite mark on Zhou Zhexiao’s back shoulder blade. Like Columbus discovering the New World, he exclaimed, “Oh, did this bro finally catch him?”

“That’s incredible!” Natalie suddenly thought of something. She opened her phone, searched for Xu Mi’s name, and pulled up Xu Mi’s latest uploaded video.

“Look, the boys playing basketball in this video are those two, right?”

“Yes, yes, it really is them!”

In the video, Xia Chiyi was demonstrating shooting forms, particularly the wrist extension for a 90-degree angle shot.

Zhou Zhexiao stood diagonally behind Xia Chiyi.

After Xia Chiyi finished his shot, Xu Mi asked, “Zhou Zhexiao, do you have any comments on his shooting?”

“Very handsome.”

“Just very handsome?” Xu Mi asked half-jokingly.

“…His hands are very pretty.”

Xia Chiyi jumped up and shoved Zhou Zhexiao’s head into his chest. “She asked you to evaluate my shooting, and you’re evaluating if my hands look pretty? Did you do that on purpose?”

The two started wrestling. Zhou Zhexiao passively endured it all; his hands loosely gripped Xia Chiyi’s arms, but he didn’t actually exert any force to break free.

“I already evaluated it as very handsome.”

“Who gives such a perfunctory review! If you were shooting, I would definitely say, ‘Look at this textbook-perfect hand form, the stable mid-air posture, the precise touch—all of this constitutes Zhou Zhexiao’s fadeaway jumper!’ And what about you? Just one sentence, ‘very handsome’? Do I need you to tell me I’m handsome?”

Zhou Zhexiao kept his head lowered. Under Xia Chiyi’s assault, his tall, large frame showed absolutely zero intent to resist. Instead, he obediently repeated: “Look at this textbook-perfect hand form, the stable mid-air posture, the precise touch…”

Zhou Zhexiao’s earnest “recitation” left the viewers caught between laughter and tears.

[Only Xia Chiyi can make Zhou Zhexiao obediently recite hymns of praise.]
[These two are constantly jumping on each other. Logically, they should either be fighting to the death or making out passionately, but somehow it’s neither! So disappointing!]
[When Zhou Zhexiao is with Xia Chiyi, he feels especially human.]
…

The man and woman huddled together, standing by the elevator doors, and finished watching the entire video and the comments beneath it.

“I think… they might already be together,” the man said.

“And the fighting and the passionate making out—they probably do both,” the woman replied.

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Meanwhile, Zhou Zhexiao was walking while shrugging his shoulder.

Xia Chiyi stopped and looked back at him. “What? I just bit you once, and you look like you need to go get a rabies vaccine.”

“It’s just… having it on one side but not the other… it bothers me.”

Saying this, Zhou Zhexiao reached a hand back to rub the spot that had been bitten.

“Oh, I get it. So if it’s symmetrical, it’ll feel better?”

With that, Xia Chiyi circled around to Zhou Zhexiao’s back and lifted his bag strap.

In that instant, Zhou Zhexiao’s muscles tensed up. He heard his own heartbeat suddenly turn heavy and rapid as he waited for Xia Chiyi’s touch.

Even though they had hugged each other tightly and kissed with wild abandon, Xia Chiyi always had a way to make his heart race so effortlessly.

Sweat had already formed between his clenched fingers. Even through the fabric, he could feel the touch of Xia Chiyi’s nose, like a tiny spark capable of starting a prairie fire. His lips hovered over the spot, intending to bite down, but because Zhou Zhexiao’s muscles were too tense, he couldn’t bite into it at all.

“Never mind, I’m not biting.”

Xia Chiyi gave up decisively.

After all, someone could walk by at any moment, and Xia Chiyi still wasn’t used to showing affection under the watchful eyes of pedestrians.

Zhou Zhexiao followed behind Xia Chiyi. The bus happened to arrive. Xia Chiyi hopped on in two or three steps. The back hem of his T-shirt fluttered slightly, but nothing was exposed; instead, the tight, tense lines of his legs in that moment were incredibly beautiful.

Possessiveness always surged madly during such minute, inexplicable moments.

Zhou Zhexiao silently suppressed it and stepped onto the bus.

Logically, the bus heading back to campus at this hour should have been packed, but unexpectedly, the back row of the bus was completely empty.

Xia Chiyi happily sat down, and Zhou Zhexiao sat silently beside him.

“So weird, why would everyone rather stand than sit in the back row? Motion sickness?”

Once the bus drove past the stretch of tall buildings, Xia Chiyi immediately understood why.

The setting sun blasted right into his face. Without sunglasses, it was blindingly bright even with his eyes closed.

“I’m going blind…” Xia Chiyi tugged on Zhou Zhexiao. “We better stand up!”

Zhou Zhexiao pushed Xia Chiyi back down, pulled a jacket out of his messenger bag, and draped it completely over both of their heads.

“Hahaha, how did you even think of…”

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Zhexiao had already planted a kiss on his ear.

The sunlight filtered in through the jacket. A dark, surging tide rippled in Zhou Zhexiao’s ink-black eyes. Xia Chiyi had never imagined that Zhou Zhexiao covering them with the jacket was for the sake of kissing him.

This was something the usual Zhou Zhexiao would never even conceive of.

His silent yet fervent desire made Xia Chiyi’s heart flutter wildly. He inched closer, pressing his lips against Zhou Zhexiao’s, telling him, I am willing.

The bus continuously moved forward. Passengers constantly got on and off. Perhaps someone noticed them; perhaps no one cared.

Xia Chiyi’s lips parted, and Zhou Zhexiao kissed him passionately, exchanging their impulses and desires.

Being young once again was, for Zhou Zhexiao, the process of thoroughly dismantling his own rationality and self-discipline.

Xia Chiyi had to admit, Zhou Zhexiao was incredibly good at kissing. Sometimes deeply tender, sometimes intensely passionate—it was like facing an unstoppable crossover dribble that Xia Chiyi simply couldn’t bypass.

He lightly bit the other man. “One more stop and we’re there… But I think this jacket needs to be used to cover something else now.”

Zhou Zhexiao lowered his eyes and let out a muffled “Mhm.”

Xia Chiyi pulled the jacket down and draped it over their laps.

He had intended to keep his eyes closed and pretend to be asleep, but to his surprise, the voice of their class monitor suddenly rang out.

“Xia Chiyi? Zhou Zhexiao? I was wondering why the guys in the back row had such long legs. It’s you two?”

“Ah, yeah…” Xia Chiyi chuckled.

“You guys really covered yourselves with a jacket? Aren’t you afraid of suffocating? Just now, I seriously thought there were two handsome guys making out under there!”

The class monitor’s words nearly made Xia Chiyi spontaneously combust on the spot.

“The sun was too bright,” Zhou Zhexiao said evenly.

After saying this, he even raised a hand and rubbed his eyes, looking exactly like he either hadn’t fully woken up or had been blinded by the glare.

Xia Chiyi was stunned. Since when did this guy’s acting skills get so good?

The class monitor gave an understanding look. “Actually, I was just thinking whether I should wake you guys up when we reached the school stop. But since I couldn’t see your faces, I wasn’t sure if you were from our school, so I was too embarrassed to say anything.”

“Haha, thanks, Monitor. We’ve definitely fallen asleep and ridden all the way to the final terminal before.”

The heat that had just been stoked was now slowly cooling down. The timing of reaching their stop was perfect.

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Back in the dorm room, Pang Shuai had a photography club activity today, and Ye Chaoying was doing special training with Gao Jinshu, so the master and disciple would definitely eat dinner together tonight.

Only Xia Chiyi and Zhou Zhexiao were left in the room.

Xia Chiyi immediately rolled out the yoga mat in the open space and lay flat on his stomach.

“Come on! Come on! Hurry up!”

Zhou Zhexiao was slightly taken aback. Standing with his feet on either side of the mat, he immediately dropped to his knees.

Just as Xia Chiyi felt the waistband of his pants being tugged downward, he clamped a hand over it and snapped his head back to ask, “What are you doing?”

“Didn’t you want to…”

Meeting Zhou Zhexiao’s gaze, Xia Chiyi instantly realized something was wrong.

“You said you were going to give me a muscle relaxation massage!”

With that, Xia Chiyi tried to crawl forward to escape.

“Alright, muscle relaxation.” Zhou Zhexiao easily grabbed Xia Chiyi by the waist and effortlessly dragged him back.

“I don’t want it! I don’t want it anymore! You definitely aren’t planning to give me a muscle relaxation massage!”

Was he joking? The dorm was a dangerous place! Bad soundproofing aside, God knows if Pang Shuai and Ye Chaoying would suddenly return. If the door flew open, Zhou Zhexiao just needed to put on a cold face and no one would dare take a second glance at him.

But he, Xia Chiyi, would have no face left to continue living!

“Don’t be afraid, it won’t hurt.” Zhou Zhexiao bent down, his chest pressing lightly against Xia Chiyi’s back, scaring Xia Chiyi into a cold sweat.

“Are you planning to do something to make me hurt? We have training tomorrow… don’t mess around…”

“Mhm. You had an increased training load today. If I don’t massage it out, you really won’t be able to run tomorrow.”

Zhou Zhexiao kissed the top of Xia Chiyi’s head, much like coaxing a child terrified of a needle, dragging him back after he hadn’t even managed to crawl two centimeters.

However, to his surprise, Zhou Zhexiao really was just relaxing his muscles.

A good while later, the dorm door was quietly pushed open a crack, revealing Pang Shuai’s head, with Ye Chaoying’s head resting right on top of his.

Seeing Xia Chiyi and Zhou Zhexiao fully clothed, the two of them let out a long breath.

“Damn… scared me to death. I thought you two were doing that in the dorm… The mat was even rolled out, but to think you were actually just massaging him,” Ye Chaoying strolled leisurely into the bathroom.

Pang Shuai walked past the mat, biting into a chicken wrap. “Xia Chiyi, please don’t make those kinds of noises in the future, okay? It scared me so much I didn’t even dare to eat. My chicken wrap went completely cold.”

So these two were eavesdropping outside the door the whole time? And even imagined a Japanese adult movie scenario?

Xia Chiyi sat up from the mat, asking speechlessly, “Don’t you guys know how to knock?!”

“How could I knock? Hearing such soul-sucking noises, as bros, we naturally had to show respect,” Ye Chaoying’s voice drifted out from the bathroom.

“Show respect my ass! If it were real, you’d definitely have rushed to record a video to blackmail me for the rest of my life,” Xia Chiyi snapped in annoyance.

“Hey, I actually did record it. Xia Chiyi, do you want to listen to your own voice?” Pang Shuai asked cheerfully.

“Yeah, let him hear it so he’ll understand why the two of us were guarding the door outside like Door Gods!” Ye Chaoying walked out with a facial mask on.

What? These two karmic retributions actually recorded it?!

Pang Shuai unceremoniously pressed play on speaker. Listening to it gave Xia Chiyi a wave of goosebumps; the intermittent sounds were… incredibly sticky to the ears.

“W-where did I sound like that?!” Xia Chiyi felt his image in the dorm completely shatter.

Most importantly… did the guys in the next dorm room hear it too?

“Send it to me.” Zhou Zhexiao walked over to Pang Shuai’s desk and tapped it lightly.

“I… I don’t have your WeChat…” Pang Shuai sat in his chair, head tilted half-up, completely forgetting to eat his chicken wrap.

To his absolute shock, Zhou Zhexiao actually opened the interface on his smartwatch, brought up his WeChat QR code, and presented it to Pang Shuai: “Scan it.”

Pang Shuai was so excited that the flesh on his face trembled.

He was actually… actually able to add Zhou Zhexiao on WeChat? Pang Shuai didn’t know what to do with his hands.

Before this, the only person on Zhou Zhexiao’s WeChat was Xia Chiyi!

Xia Chiyi quickly rushed over and covered Zhou Zhexiao’s watch. “Don’t send it! Why are you guys like this! Muscle relaxation feels really good, so obviously… a little sound slips out!”

“Why don’t you ask Zhou Zhexiao if he would moan?” Ye Chaoying asked ruthlessly.

Xia Chiyi looked at him, but Zhou Zhexiao shook his head uncompromisingly. “I don’t moan.”

“Fine, let’s make a bet!”

With that, Xia Chiyi rolled out the mat he had just put away, pointed at Zhou Zhexiao, and said: “You—lie down for me!”

“Damn, Xia Chiyi, are you just looking for an excuse to grope him?” Ye Chaoying said.

“Then how about you lie down, and I’ll grope you!” Xia Chiyi glared at Ye Chaoying.

Ye Chaoying immediately hugged himself. “How could I let you grope a body as beautiful as mine? My fans would be heartbroken!”

Pang Shuai also hugged himself tight. “My meat is very thick, you really won’t be able to move it… I mean massage it.”

Zhou Zhexiao lay down. “Give it a try.”

“Alright, here I come!” Xia Chiyi rubbed his hands together and knelt on the mat.

He imitated Zhou Zhexiao’s techniques—pushing, massaging, pressing, and pinching. After a few tries, he felt a bit tired, yet Zhou Zhexiao seemed completely unaffected.

Refusing to accept defeat, Xia Chiyi continued to work hard.

Zhou Zhexiao turned his face to the side and let out a soft chuckle.

“What are you laughing at?”

“You’re better off not copying me. Just do whatever you want,” Zhou Zhexiao answered.

By this time, Pang Shuai had already opened his laptop to edit photos, and Ye Chaoying had climbed into bed, watching a show on his phone while wearing his face mask.

Neither of them seemed to believe Xia Chiyi would succeed.

Xia Chiyi lowered his eyes, staring at the firm, smooth lines of Zhou Zhexiao’s back and shoulders. Suddenly, he bent down and bit down hard on his other shoulder blade.

“Ugh…”

Completely caught off guard, a prolonged, highly suppressed groan slipped from Zhou Zhexiao’s throat.

Pang Shuai and Ye Chaoying both jolted violently. One spun around in his chair, and the other instantly hung his head over the edge of the bed.

“Holy crap? Were my ears just scorched?”

“Zhou Zhexiao, blink twice if you’ve been kidnapped!”

But Zhou Zhexiao remained utterly silent, lying flat on the mat with his face buried in his arms, his expression completely hidden.

Xia Chiyi’s hands rested on Zhou Zhexiao’s shoulders, unsure of what to do next. He knew that he had just struck a spark and ignited Zhou Zhexiao’s fire…

“I… I just pinched his nerve…” Xia Chiyi fumbled for an excuse to cover for Zhou Zhexiao.

“With those claws of yours, shooting three-pointers is fine, but you can spare us the rest!” Ye Chaoying sighed.

Pang Shuai also cast a sympathetic glance at Zhou Zhexiao. “Even though you’re partners, you really don’t need to indulge him this much.”

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【Author’s Note】
Zhou Zhexiao: I can’t enjoy this feeling of sneaking around.
Xia Chiyi: Then let’s go public!
Zhou Zhexiao: Let’s keep sneaking around. I’m afraid Ling Huanzhen, that single dog, will lose his mind.