PPS Chapter 170

Chapter 170: “Instructional Video”

Gu Yusen was still a little drunk and not very sober. After returning home, he went straight into the bathroom, saying he smelled bad from all the alcohol.

Chu Zhaoyi, clutching his phone, opened Zhang Haoyu’s chat window.

Several links had been sent over.

Chu Zhaoyi followed the instructions and finally managed to open them.

With a learning mindset, he clicked on one.

Zhang Haoyu had tried his best to find a less visually offensive short video!!!

The moment Chu Zhaoyi clicked it open, he frowned.

It was too explicit.

But he had always been a studious person, so he continued watching even with a frown, even feeling that the phone was too small. He operated it to project the screen onto the TV.

He was an open person and didn’t feel ashamed about learning, so the only thing he did was draw the curtains.

Chu Zhaoyi was originally watching in the living room.

But he thought about it.

Watching this kind of thing in the living room seemed a little… weird.

After watching for two minutes, he packed up and went back to the bedroom. Gu Yusen had installed a projector in the bedroom, which was even bigger than the TV in the living room.

Chu Zhaoyi, usually lazy, diligently went to the kitchen to wash some fruit and even grabbed two bags of snacks to take back with him.

He was really treating it like watching a movie.

As Gu Yusen was washing in the bathroom, he heard some strange moans.

Gu Yusen: ?

This sound didn’t sound quite right, did it?

He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, his wet hair still dripping water. He pushed open the bathroom door, and the sound became even clearer, carrying a hint of ambiguity and panting.

He followed the sound to the bedroom door and pushed it open. The scene before him stunned him.

Chu Zhaoyi was sitting cross-legged on the bed, holding a bag of chips, his eyes fixed on the screen of the projector. The images on the screen were explicit and intense, and the sounds echoed throughout the room without any reservation.

Gu Yusen stood at the door, unsure whether to enter or retreat. He cleared his throat, trying to get Chu Zhaoyi’s attention: “Ayi, what are you watching?”

Chu Zhaoyi turned his head, his face showing not a trace of embarrassment, but rather a hint of seriousness: “Learning.”

Gu Yusen: “…”

He was momentarily speechless. His gaze swept back and forth between Chu Zhaoyi and the screen, and he couldn’t help but feel a little overwhelmed by the visually stimulating scene.

Gu Yusen stood by the bed, watching the blush-inducing images on the screen, his brow furrowing deeper and deeper. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the inexplicable annoyance and jealousy in his heart, and strode to the bed, grabbing the remote and turning off the projector.

He had always been a petty person, so petty that he didn’t even want Chu Zhaoyi to see other men’s bodies.

He only wanted him to look at himself.

The room fell silent instantly, with only the “crunch” of Chu Zhaoyi’s chips remaining.

Chu Zhaoyi looked up at Gu Yusen with a confused expression: “What are you doing, Brother Sanmu? I haven’t finished watching it yet. Do you want to watch it together?”

Gu Yusen was almost amused by his righteous demeanor. He reached out and rubbed his temples, his tone containing a bit of helplessness and gritted teeth: “Ayi, this kind of thing… you don’t need to watch it.”

It made it sound like he wasn’t good enough.

Gu Yusen looked down at Chu Zhaoyi’s innocent expression, and the fire in his heart inexplicably burned even brighter.

He narrowed his eyes, a meaningful smile playing on his lips. He casually tossed the remote aside, leaned down and approached Chu Zhaoyi.

“Ayi,” his voice was low and husky, with a hint of playfulness, “you’re studying so hard, do you think I’m not good enough, hmm?”

He had been considerate of the boy’s poor health and hadn’t wanted to touch him, but he didn’t expect that it would make Ayi overthink things.