Are You Addicted?

Once YangMeng's "illness" recovered, he stopped wandering around, and honestly ran around with YouQi. He had been busy all day, and when he returned home at night, his bones were weak.Habitually throwing off his two shoes, he took off his coat at the door, and was about to take off his trousers when he suddenly felt dangerous eyes lurking around him, and YangMeng slipped back into the bedroom again.

I don't know why, ever since You Qi "cured" him in the morning, YangMeng always felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark, implying something, and this feeling became stronger as You Qi got closer.Even though he stayed by YouQi's side all day long, YangMeng always intentionally or unintentionally avoided contact with him, otherwise he felt uneasy.

Coming out of the bedroom and opening the door, YangMeng was startled when he saw YouQi standing motionless at the door.

"What are you doing?"

Especially the lines on the face are much softer, and the tone is relaxed and casual.

"What can I do? Get my clothes and go take a shower."

The tense muscles in YangMeng's lower abdomen loosened a little.

In the past, the two of them always fought over taking a bath, and everyone wanted to take a shower first, but today YangMeng stopped snatching it up and obediently asked You Qi to wash first, for fear that he would wash first, and You Qi would suddenly break into the bathroom and take advantage of him under the pretense of taking a bath together .

Finally, You Qi came out with wet hair on his head. The belt of the bathrobe was tied loosely. YangMeng always felt that the bathrobe would slip off anytime and anywhere, so he accelerated the speed of rushing into the bathroom.

YouQi looked at YangMeng's hastily fleeing figure at an angle, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned up.

After entering the bathroom, YangMeng closed the door tightly, wishing he could move the sink to block the door.After confirming that the door was locked again and again, YangMeng walked under the shower head with confidence.

"Scrub, scrub, scrub..." YangMeng hummed a little tune to ease his nervousness.

When he washed a certain part, YangMeng's singing stopped abruptly, and his heart beat suddenly accelerated. He tried rubbing it with his hands twice, but there seemed to be no response.He deliberately rubbed it a few more times, but there was still no response.He tried to fantasize about those action movies while rubbing, but there was still no response.

What happened?

In the past, when I got up in the bath, it was easy to stand up, why is it wilting again today?

YangMeng broke out in sweat after repeatedly rubbing and rubbing to no avail.

"Bang bang bang..."

The sudden knock on the door made YangMeng let go of his hands in fright.

"Mengzi, why did you take so long to wash?"

YangMeng's heart tightened, and he replied perfunctorily, "It will be fine soon, it will be fine soon."

Maybe, I'm too nervous...

Sleeping at night, YangMeng curled up in his bed, "working" hard, but still got nothing.YangMeng's heart sank for a moment, he regained some confidence for the time being, and silently comforted himself.Maybe it's because I just vented in the morning, and I don't have enough energy at the moment, or the condition is just right and not stable, and there is the possibility of relapse occasionally.

As a result, the next day, the situation remained the same.

Still the same on the third day.

For the next week, YangMeng couldn't live like that morning.

When he was desperate, YangMeng went to find that doctor again.

"Aren't you already healed?" The doctor was surprised.

YangMeng showed embarrassment, "It's going to be a day."

"How was that day?" asked the doctor.

YangMeng really couldn't say it.

The doctor understood, and immediately comforted, "It's okay if it's inconvenient to say, I'll give you an idea. How about you, go through the treatment process that day again, replay the scene, and see if there is any improvement? If there is any improvement, prove your In that atmosphere, with such a person, the mentality is the most relaxed."

"I didn't relax at all in front of him, I was very nervous."

The doctor plausibly said, "Nervousness proves that you have feelings. How can you be nervous if you don't feel it?"

YangMeng's heart trembled, and YouQi's words suddenly sounded in his ears.

"you like me."

Do I really like him?

……

Sometimes, psychological suggestion is a poison, it can corrupt people's mind and make people gradually believe it is true.In terms of emotions, this method is also effective. When others insist that you like someone, even if you don’t like them, under the indiscriminate bombardment of others, you will slowly start to pay attention to this person, until one day the rumors become is true.

Especially when you have already grown this sprout in your heart, once it is catalyzed, it will quickly flourish.

In the evening, YangMeng stood at YouQi's door, dawdling.

YouQi looked at YangMeng pretending to be ignorant, and asked with concern: "Why don't you go to sleep?"

"That... a little insomnia."

YouQi thoughtfully gave YangMeng a step down, "Come in and have a chat."

Just chatting and chatting, chatting with YouQi's bed.

Because the effect of the medicine will not wear off until the next morning, especially even if they know the reason for YangMeng's visit, they will behave themselves and do nothing.On the contrary, it was YangMeng who kept rubbing towards YouQi intentionally or unintentionally, and rubbing so stiffly that YouQi wanted to laugh.

Snapped!

YangMeng put his legs on YouQi's lap, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

I don't want to, especially if there is no response.

Seeing that YouQi was about to fall asleep, YangMeng stretched out his hand on YouQi's arm again, lifted it gently, and observed his reaction, it seemed that he had really fallen asleep.So he slowly brought YouQi's hand towards his crotch, holding his breath all the time, and his blood pressure almost soared to [-].

Suddenly, YouQi coughed.

YangMeng quickly let go of his hand, rolled to the other side of the bed, and wrapped himself tightly with the quilt.

Scared me to death, scared me to death... YangMeng moved along his chest.

You Qi smashed the bed sheet back with his hand, glanced to the side from the corner of his eye, and saw someone wrapped up like a big ball, wriggling awkwardly, exuding an embarrassing light.

What a real treasure... YouQi's eyes curved into a loving arc.