The protagonist chased the villain, and Tiandao screamed in anger

"No."

After a firm refusal, Chi Zhen turned and went upstairs without giving You Mu another chance to speak.

"…What are you showing off for?" His attitude suddenly turned bad, and the stern tone seemed to have returned to the beginning.

You Mu paused holding the water cup, but he didn't think his request was excessive. He had already given in and asked the man to take him there, so what?

Tempers were aroused, cups were slammed down on the coffee table, and the conversation ended on an unpleasant note.

"boom!"

Before the man closed the door, the door of the next room was slammed shut.

Hearing the sound of the door being locked, Chi Zhen closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He threw away the coat that covered his waist and abdomen, lowered his head and looked at it, showing considerable worry.

Chi Yu raised his hands and placed them on his eyes. He remained silent for a long time, his heart in a state of confusion.

Finally, as if in compromise, he unbuckled his belt and walked towards the bathroom.

I'm increasingly unable to control myself, so I might as well vent it out to relieve the restlessness I've been feeling for days.

Chi Zhen never looked for anyone to help him, but he had solved the problem on his own before. In the past, this kind of thing was only used to relieve physiological problems.

But ever since this floodgate of looseness was opened in my mind, those more extreme thoughts seemed to emerge one after another.

With his back leaning against the bathroom tiles, he couldn't help but think about the other person's face.

Thinking of this, he replaced those who tried to sit next to him in the private room with You Mu, who half-opened his mouth, held an ice cube and begged for mercy in a low voice, kneeled at his feet, and played the usual 'games' at the wine table.

Giving up resistance, Chi Zhen began to indulge himself and rely on those completely fabricated false scenes.

Even though the real person was sleeping in the next room.

The shower head was pouring down, Chi Zhen washed away the stains left on the floor and planned to wash himself.

However, the high-pressure water column only lasted for a few seconds before the water force suddenly shrank, leaving only a few drops of water hanging on the shower head.

With foam still on his head, Chi Zhen turned on the switch, but found that it didn't work.

In a villa like his, the possibility of a sudden water outage without any warning is very low, and Aunt Xu will regularly find someone to check and repair household equipment...

After simply wiping the foam off his head, Chi Zhen put on a bathrobe, pushed the door and walked out.

The bedroom door was suddenly opened from the inside. You Mu, who was leaning against the wall, looked at the other person who was halfway through taking a shower and smiled triumphantly.

"I think Uncle Chi might need this." With a gloating expression on his face, You Mu held the wrench he had collected from the utility room in his hand.

When he was first brought in and locked up in the villa and not allowed to leave, he explored the villa thoroughly and easily identified the water pipes in different areas.

Lying in bed, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. He had to teach this man a lesson.

It turned out that his previous calmness was all pretend, and it was exposed once he drank. He couldn't stay here, he had to find a way to leave.

Who wants to stay here and suffer?

He was laughing happily, but when he saw Chi Zhen, who was holding the door handle, didn't move, he looked up in confusion.

When he met the other person's gaze, the smile on the corner of his lips paused slightly.

Being stared at so closely, You Mu thought it was just a prank, but the man's gaze seemed to be a bit too angry.

It makes people feel... a chill down their spine.

"Here's the wrench. Just go downstairs to the storage room and turn it." Putting down the tools, You Mu felt something was wrong and thought about escaping the scene.

But the person at the door was faster.

His wrist was grabbed forcefully, his arm was inserted under his arm, and without a word, he was picked up forcefully and dragged towards his bedroom.

He was a little flustered, and with his back almost against his chest, You Mu could smell the scent on the man that had not yet been washed away.

"Let me go, what do you want to do...you can't hit me..."

The struggle was futile as his wrists were pinned behind his back and he couldn't exert any strength at all.

I was half dragged, half carried to my bathroom, my back against the wall. Before I could come to my senses, a huge splash of cold water poured over my head, wetting my hair and blurring my vision.

"Chi Zhen... you fucking..."

The curse words were not uttered completely as they were covered by the man's fingers pressing on his mouth.

"Don't swear." A low and hoarse voice came from the other side mixed with the sound of water. He was stung by the water, and something brushed against his tightly closed eyes. The water accumulated in the corners of his eyes was wiped away.

He forced himself to open his eyes. The other person's tall figure loomed over him in a corner of the bathroom. Above him was a dark mass of wet hair and a dark and gloomy gaze.

This look startled You Mu. Instinctively seeking advantage and avoiding harm, You Mu stopped struggling and spoke uncertainly:

"...Chi Zhen, you want to..."

The face above my head suddenly pressed down, getting closer and closer, so close that it seemed to...

His heart was beating so fast, the distance was too close, and You Mu almost thought that the other party wanted to...

I narrowed my eyes subconsciously, but the shock did not come. The other person just reached out and smoothed away a strand of hair that was wet and stuck to the corner of his eye.

The fingertips with thin calluses slowly blurred the water marks from the corners of the eyes, leaving a trace of powder that was visible through the skin.

This pressing action made the people below suddenly realize an inexplicable meaning.

You Mu's eyelashes trembled, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

Stopping at a distance of two fingers from the other's lips, reason roared in the mind, pushing back the desires that were about to break out of the cage.

At the moment, the lips appear even redder after being wetted by water.

Chi Yu moved his Adam's apple, and maintained this posture with his body stiff, not losing a single point.

"I won't let you go, at least not until you come of age."

"I can tolerate any behavior from you..."

The cold water was still falling. You Mu blinked to squeeze the excess water out of his eyeballs. His cheeks were clamped and he was forced to look up at the other person. Facing those words, he was a little scared.

He heard the man talking.

"But not every time... you can be so lucky."

The hand stuck under his jaw was removed, and the man looming over his head turned and left.

The shower stopped, the sound of water weakened, You Mu leaned against the wall, and the crazy heartbeat in his ears slowly slowed down.

The cold water made his whole body shiver, even his legs felt weak. He stood up by supporting himself on the slippery wall. Not caring about his wet pajamas, You Mu rushed out to lock the bedroom, and only felt more stable when he leaned his back against the door.

The look in the other person's eyes just now was too... oppressive and made him almost unable to breathe.

Leaning against the door panel, You Muping calmed down and sat for a long time.

In the master bedroom next door, Chi Yu changed out of his completely soaked bathrobe, and leaned against the window with his wet hair, lit a cigarette.

Watching the white smoke gradually diluted by the air, he pressed the metal cap of the lighter with his left hand.

Open and close it, one by one, and listen to the crisp sound of metal colliding driven by the spring.

Until the scarlet cigarette butt burned to the end, the scorching temperature burned the fingers.

"Click!" The lid of the lighter was completely fastened.

Chi Yu lowered his head and threw away the cigarette butt, rubbing the burned skin with his fingertips, and the hesitation in his pupils completely disappeared.