FCY Chapter 137

Eating hotpot, lalalala.

Eating hotpot, lalalala.

“You guys…” Zhu Zi, carrying two bags, looked at the scene in the restaurant with some awkwardness. Should I have come later? My timing seems a bit off.

Despite thinking this, he still tiptoed over and sat next to Wu Xinming, placing all the snacks in front of him.

“Bro… Bro… No… No more!” Luo Yan squeezed out a few words while pushing Cen Xi away, he was almost out of breath.

Even so, Cen Xi didn’t let him go. Once a person’s desires are aroused, it’s hard to suppress them. Cen Xi held Luo Yan’s hand, invading even deeper, determined to plunder the last breath from Luo Yan’s mouth before he would be satisfied and leave.

Finally, Cen Xi felt Luo Yan’s body lean weakly towards him, collapsing softly into his arms. He was satisfied. Even though his own physical desires weren’t completely extinguished, he still let Luo Yan go.

“Tonight.”

As he left, Cen Xi said softly, panting, and Luo Yan understood what Cen Xi meant, indulgingly nodding before snuggling into Cen Xi’s arms to recover.

“Finished?” Wu Xinming said inappropriately, then began to complain, “Don’t you think that by showing affection so openly, you’ve considered our feelings?”

“Your feelings? Are they important?” Cen Xi retorted directly, his eyes still on Luo Yan, not even glancing at Wu Xinming.

“Xi-ge, you’re breaking my heart like this. To have a partner and not care about your teammates, I strongly denounce you two, right? Brother.” Wu Xinming attempted to gain support from his brother.

But little did he know, his brother Wu Xinshen was thinking about another teammate, “Your opinion is irrelevant to me.”

“What do you mean? Bro!” Wu Xinming looked at Wu Xinshen in disbelief. “You, a single dog, don’t agree with the views of another single dog?”

“Not for long.”

Wu Xinshen’s light words directly entered Wu Xinming’s ears, and Wu Xinming’s mind suddenly froze. What did his brother say?

“Bro, you… you… who are you!”

“Xinming-ge, your cluelessness is too strong. It’s so obvious, how could you not have noticed until now?” Luo Yan, hearing this, crawled out of Cen Xi’s arms, shaking his head, hopeless.

“Wait, you all knew?” Wu Xinming scratched his head, looking at Zhu Zi, who nodded. He looked at Cen Xi, who nodded. Finally, he looked at Qing Lu, and finally found someone who had been stabbed in the back by a group of people just like him. But why did Qing Lu look unhappy?

Wu Xinshen noticed Qing Lu’s expression, took out a chocolate from the bag in front of Wu Xinming and handed it to Qing Lu. Qing Lu pushed it away, still sulking.

Wu Xinming looked completely baffled.

“Brother, Xinming-ge is definitely a straight man, can’t you tell?” Luo Yan couldn’t help but laugh. As expected, straight men don’t understand them, but they can tell at a glance who isn’t straight.

“You’re just realizing that? He had the same expression when I was chasing you.” Cen Xi followed up with a complaint.

“You chased me? Didn’t I chase you?” Luo Yan pinched the flesh on Cen Xi’s waist tightly. “Brother, your ability to distort the truth has deepened.”

“Yes, yes, yes, you chased me.” Cen Xi looked doting, grabbing Luo Yan’s hand pinching his flesh, “It hurts a little, be gentle, okay?”

“Alright.” Luo Yan was satisfied and withdrew his hand, looked at the meat in the pot that was already cooked and fragrant, picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat from it, blew on it, put it in his mouth, looking satisfied, then picked up a similar piece of meat from a non-spicy pot and put it in Cen Xi’s bowl, “This is delicious, brother, try it quickly.”

“Okay.” Cen Xi picked up the meat and put it in his mouth.

“What’s wrong with you guys, started eating without calling us?” Wu Xinming was still looking at Wu Xinshen coaxing Qing Lu in confusion, turned his head slightly, and the Cen Xi and Luo Yan duo who were eating happily came into Wu Xinming’s eyes, directly shifting his attention.

“I thought you were still watching the show.” Luo Yan picked up another piece of meat, “Xinming-ge, get me a bottle of cola.”

“What show is there for me to watch?” Wu Xinming took out a bottle of cola from the bag and handed one to everyone.

Alright, definitely straight, Luo Yan took Wu Xinming’s cola, shrugged, not only straight, but his romantic sense seems to be unopened as well.