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In the bathroom, the air purifier and ventilation fan are working dutifully.

The peculiar smell was completely purified, and the people who came in and out didn't notice anything strange.

Zhou Ding sat in the innermost compartment, clenched his hands and pursed his lips.

His head was congested, his back was numb, and he looked at Xia Yu in front of him almost holding his breath, for fear of letting out a heavy gasp.

Someone walked into the bathroom again, and the leather shoes made a crisp sound on the tiles.

The sound got closer and closer, and stopped at the door of their room.

Obviously the revolving door bolt was red and the door was tightly closed, but the man pulled the door anyway, as if he had a preference for the innermost room.

The door was pulled with a soft sound.

Zhou Ding didn't feel anything, but Xia Yu's slightly excessive reaction made his eyes widen!

The veins on his forehead twitched, and his back was dripping with sweat. He bit his lip to resist the sudden shock all over his body, and replied shortly and restrainedly: "There is someone."

"Oh yes, sorry."

The man turned and left, and entered the next room.

Zhou Ding closed his eyes and raised his head.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he took a deep breath, and it took him a while to get over the tingling sensation that made his scalp tingle.

After a while, he opened his eyes, reached out and rubbed the back of Xia Yu's head, and said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "Don't be afraid."

However, Xia Yu raised her head, and there was no trace of fear or nervousness on her face.

His cheeks were pink, his lips were shiny, and the corners of his upturned eyes were slightly flushed and moist, making him look extremely attractive.

He looked at Zhou Ding, and snorted from his nose: "Huh?"

It seems to be asking rhetorically, but also seems to be provoking and seducing.

The light in the dark and wet eyes made Zhou Ding want to move.

He understood, gritted his teeth and asked, "Did you do it on purpose just now?"

Xia Yu was speechless and only blinked at him.

Zhou Ding's heart was hot all of a sudden, and the hand behind Xia Yu's head couldn't stop using a little force, and his fingers also penetrated into his hair, gently massaging it.

His eyelids drooped slightly, his dark eyes seemed to be on fire, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse and unbearable: "Xia Yu, I think..."

"Ok?"

Zhou Ding bent down, and his lips fell on the top of Xia Yu's head.

"...I still want to touch you."

Time passed little by little.

Xia Yu lay on the lid of the water tank.

The hand that was propped on the cover tightly gripped the coat that was spread on it, her beautiful fingers were tightened, the knuckles were white, and the fingertips were bright red.

The light is cold white, and the air is flowing and cool.

The exhaust fan is just above his head, and the cold air touches the skin and takes away the warm body temperature, but the heat from the people behind him overwhelms the coolness, and the blood spreads from behind to his neck, and his face is still blushing uncontrollably stand up.

Water mist rose from the paint-like eyes, and the thick black eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xia Yu bit her lip tightly, looking impatient.

"Hurry up." He urged.

Zhou Ding kissed his ear: "There is still enough time."

Xia Yu frowned slightly: "It's been half an hour."

"It's okay, wait until they call you before you go out."

"No, that's too hasty..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Yu suddenly fell silent.

Because he heard a voice that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar, coming from far and near from outside!

Zhou Ding didn't realize it yet: "What's wrong?"

"Hush, my dad." Xia Yu covered Zhou Ding's mouth with his backhand.

Zhou Ding didn't make another sound, he lowered his eyes and took Xia Yu's finger in his mouth.

The footsteps became heavier and heavier, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the tiles was very clear.

Xia Yu's whole body tensed up, even her breathing eased.

"I really didn't expect your daughter to know how to play chess and play it so well. I don't know where Xia Yu has gone. I will call him later and ask him to come and play a game with Wenwen."

"Brother, to be honest, I really want to get married with you, but does your family, Xia Yu, look down on our Wenwen? There is no interaction between the two of us, so it's not easy to ask our girls to take the initiative, right?"

Sure enough, it was Father Xia and Father Wang who came in.

The two of them should have finished playing chess and came to the bathroom together.

"How come you don't like it? Your family's Wenwen sighed, "My family's is really not enlightened. It's probably still young. Boys are too late to be enlightened. "

Father Wang said, "Do you think he already has someone he likes?"

Father Xia shook his head immediately: "No, no, I won't be able to tell if he has someone he likes?"

"He's at school every day, why don't he say you can see something?"

Father Xia waved his hand confidently: "There won't be any, and I have to agree. Anyway, I like your Wenwen. If he really likes other girls, if I don't like him, he can't take it home. I have to say Forget it!"

In the cubicle, Xia Yu lowered her head, her eyes hidden behind broken hair and shadows.

After a while, he hooked his fingers at Zhou Ding, and when Zhou Ding came over, he whispered, "Let me stand up."

Zhou Ding stepped back according to his words, and asked Xia Yu to straighten his upper body.

After standing up straight, Xia Yu turned around, faced the door panel, and propped his elbows up.

The cubicles in the bathroom are all ample, but the most ample space is on both sides of the toilet. The two men standing between the toilet and the door panel are still a bit crowded.

So now Xia Yu was sticking to the door, and Zhou Ding was sticking behind him.

There is no space between them.

Xia Yu closed her eyes: "It's fine."

"But……"

Xia Yu rested her head on her forearm: "No need."

Zhou Ding pursed his lips and said nothing.

He stretched out his arms to hug the person in front of him, lowered his head, pressed his lips on the slender and fragile neck that was exposed, and kissed lightly as if comforting.

The two outside did not leave after draining the water.

It seems that there is no one in the bathroom, so I want to say something that is not easy to say in front of people.

Father Xia's voice was much lower than before, and he said, "brother, I've been thinking about one thing."

Seeing this, Father Wang lowered his voice cooperatively: "What's the matter? Let's talk about it."

Father Xia said: "That's right. I don't think it seems like they don't like each other. It's just that they haven't gotten the hang of it yet and don't know how to please each other. Don't you think they can talk when they sit together? Take it? So I thought, or else..."

"what?"

Father Xia suppressed his voice again: "Otherwise, let's finalize their relationship first, such as an engagement, so that they have the consciousness of treating each other as objects, you say..."

"Well!"

A strange voice sounded suddenly, Father Xia stopped speaking, and looked around to find the source of the sound.

After a while, his eyes fell on the innermost compartment, and he saw that the door panel of the compartment was shaking slightly, because the air purifier was right next to them, and the sound from it overwhelmed the movement of the door panel, so They never noticed.

Now I noticed that the expressions of the two old people changed at the same time.

They looked at each other and guessed what was going on inside.

The people inside seemed to know that they were noticed, but not only did they not restrain themselves, they became much more presumptuous.

The movement of hitting the door panel was even louder, and there were one or two muffled groans from time to time.

Father Xia's face turned dark, and he flicked his sleeves: "It's bad morals, the world is going downhill!"

Father Wang also frowned, and pushed Father Xia to go out: "Stop talking, let's go."

The footsteps gradually faded away, but the two overlapping people in the compartment did not separate at all.

Xia Yu raised her head, her breath was heavy, but her eyes were extremely clear.He said to Zhou Ding, "Give me my mobile phone."

Zhou Ding took out his mobile phone from the storage basket next to him and handed it to Xia Yu.

Xia Yu turned on the phone and entered the contacts interface, and canceled Father Xia's "emergency contacts" setting.

"Sit down and I'll sit on you," he said again.

Zhou Ding reacted quickly, he hesitated: "Didn't you say..."

Xia Yu interrupted him: "It's okay, you can try it."

Zhou Ding was silent, nodded: "OK."

After a while, the two hugged each other face to face.

Xia Yu clenched the clothes behind Zhou Ding's back, and the blood on his face faded a little due to the pain.

His sweaty long eyelashes trembled slightly, he pursed his lips, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared straight at the phone.

Within 5 minutes, my father's phone call came in, but the bell didn't ring.

Xia Yu didn't pick up the phone immediately either, but waited until she sat down firmly before she let out a sigh of relief and picked up the phone.

With his other hand around Zhou Ding's neck, he said calmly, "Hey, Dad."

"Where are you?"

"bathroom."

"Did you go to the bathroom? Why didn't I see you just now?"

Xia Yu closed her eyes, her movements and tone slowed down: "I just entered."

"Oh, then when you're ready, come and play chess with Wenwen. By the way, you should stay away from the last cubicle. There are no immoral things, and you don't care about the occasion."

That outrageous thing is your son.

Xia Yu pulled her lips and smiled silently: "Understood."

"Well, then I'll hang up. I'll continue playing chess with your Uncle Wang."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Yu stretched out his hand and put the phone back into the storage basket.

Then there was another ring, and both hands hugged Zhou Ding's neck together.

He buried his head in Zhou Ding's neck, and while breathing the warm body temperature of the other party, he squeezed himself into the other party's arms, as if he wanted to embed himself into Zhou Ding's chest.

He kissed Zhou Ding's ear: "You still have 15 minutes."

Zhou Ding hummed lightly.

Soon, Xia Yu noticed something was wrong.

He straightened up slowly, and looked suspiciously at Zhou Ding's face: "What's the matter? Don't want to do it?"

The previous obsession and emotion disappeared from Zhou Ding's face, and his cheeks and ears were not so red anymore.

He looked at Xia Yu, and said with some hesitation, "I don't think as much as before..."

Xia Yu pursed her lips, her expression lightened instantly: "Oh."

He supported Zhou Ding's shoulders with both hands. When he got up, he frowned, and then let go quickly, "Then you go."

Zhou Ding was a little anxious at once, he hurriedly took Xia Yu's hand: "Don't be angry!"

"I'm not angry." Xia Yu said lightly, lowering her head to pull up her pants.

Seeing this, Zhou Ding pulled Xia Yu even harder. He wrapped his arms around Xia Yu's waist, his legs hooked Xia Yu's legs, and almost used brute force to push him back into his arms.

Although Xia Yu looked cold and indifferent, he knew that if Xia Yu left like this, they probably would not have a future.

Xia Yu frowned and struggled, but his stature and strength were no match for Zhou Ding's, and he was finally pushed back out of breath.

He was restless and said in a low voice, "If you want to do it, do it, if you don't do it, leave!"

Zhou Ding hugged him tightly: "Listen to me first!"

"What can I say?" Xia Yu looked at him coldly, and didn't continue to struggle.

Seeing this, Zhou Ding loosened the shackles on him, sighed, took him into his arms, and forcibly buried his head on the other's neck.

He put his hand on Xia Yu's back, caressing his hair down and down, and pressed his lips against Xia Yu's ear, with a low voice, as if a little wronged: "Why don't you ask me why I suddenly don't want to ?”

What is there to ask?Everyone knows it.

Xia Yu pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Your father is going to let you get engaged, how can I still be interested?"

He grabbed Xia Yu's hand, squeezed his fingertips vigorously, and then rubbed it before he withdrew his hand, "You know that I like you."

"I'm not angry yet, you are angry."

"You seduced me so much that I couldn't find it, and you turned around and wanted to get engaged to someone else."

"I agreed to make an appointment with me, but in the end, we made an appointment twice, and this time we didn't accomplish anything."

"You brought me in the door, and now I've only put one foot in, and you're going to run."

"It's too bullying, Teacher Xia..."

Xia Yu was startled.

His fingertips hurt a little, but he didn't withdraw his hand, but continued to listen to Zhou Ding's complaint in his ear.

"And you get angry when you say you are angry, and you leave when you say you want to leave. It's fine if you don't even ask me, and you still refuse to listen to my explanation."

"If it wasn't for my strength, would you have run away?"

"If you run away, won't you talk to me again? And you won't date me again?"

Zhou Ding pinched Xia Yu's fingertips again: "Isn't it, Teacher Xia?"

When two people are doing the most intimate thing and their bodies are in close contact, they are most sensitive to each other's physical and emotional changes.

He could feel that Xia Yu was a little excited when Xia Yu's father first came in.

But after listening to his father's words, Xia Yu became indifferent in an instant, without any impulse or desire, and his subsequent actions were more like revenge.But later, Xia Yu's father left, and he didn't stop this kind of behavior, but intensified it—knowing that they didn't match up, and the preliminary preparations were not enough, he insisted on doing it, obviously not for comfort, nor for pleasure , more like...

venting emotions.

Zhou Ding suddenly remembered the rules and regulations that Xia Yu told him before. At that time, he still thought it was cumbersome and fuzzy. Now that he thinks about it, is it because of Xia Yu's family relationship?

With just a few words, he, a bystander, could tell that Xia Yu's father was an old-fashioned and rigid man, and he obviously had a strong desire to control Xia Yu.

It's this age, and Xia Yu is so old, he still wants to meddle in his son's feelings, and even arranges his marriage on his own initiative...

No wonder Xia Yu became like this.

No wonder he is like this.

Zhou Ding hugged Xia Yu tightly, buried his head on Xia Yu's neck, his voice was muffled: "Don't you want to say something, Teacher Xia?"

Xia Yu blinked, as if she had just recovered.

He reached out and patted Zhou Ding's back, with a comforting tone: "I won't be engaged to her."

"really?"

Xia Yu nodded: "Yes."

"That's good. Like you, I don't want to be a mistress in any sense."

"……Will not."

"Then will you still date me?"

Xia Yu pursed her lips: "Yes."

"I believe you."

Zhou Ding rubbed against his neck, "You just said there are 15 minutes left, now there should be 10 minutes left, and there is no atmosphere, let's do it next time, the rest of the time... hug me? Just Take it to comfort me."

Xia Yu was still a little dazed.

He was really angry just now, or annoyed.

Because the situation at home is straightforwardly spread out in front of others.

He was discovered because of his ulterior motives for revenge.

He thought that Zhou Ding would expose him, question him, and then feel sorry for him and pity him. He couldn't stand these, and even just thinking about it made him feel annoyed.

The result was unexpected...

Zhou Ding will say this.

"Mr. Xia, do you want to hug me for a while?" Zhou Ding asked again.

The irritability and anger in my heart disappeared, Xia Yu blinked lightly, and nodded: "Okay."

Zhou Ding hummed, and lifted Xia Yu up by holding Xia Yu's armpit, stretched out his hand after putting it in place, and hugged Xia Yu in his arms.

His arms were big and warm, and his clothes smelled of limes.

Xia Yu's face was pressed right against his chest, and next to his ears was a strong heartbeat, thumping, full of a sense of security.

Xia Yu lowered her eyes in a daze, feeling that her whole body had calmed down in this warm embrace.

After a while, he closed his eyes, raised his arms and hugged Zhou Ding back vigorously.

"Didn't you just say hugs?"

He paused, and the brisk smile came into his tone again, "Then don't poke me, Classmate Zhou..."