Addicted: Book One - The Inquietude of Youth

Chapter 164: The WARM PREPARATION before the COMPETITION

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I didn't listened to music this time, but instead I listened to these two really awesome Chinese BL audio books. It was so good, I got distracted ｡･ﾟ'(*/益＼*) 'ﾟ･｡[look at bottom for info.]

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《你丫上瘾了》

Chapter 164: The WARM PREPARATION before the COMPETITION

"You are really your uncle's nephew."

You Qi squatted down and looked at Yang Meng's unsightly expression.

Yang Meng, on the other hand, did what anyone would have done in that kind of awkward situation; he fiercely wiped the tears off his face and dropped his bottoms to the ground before quickly turning around to hide.

With his back was now facing You Qi, he said: "I'm telling you, my mood is really bad today; it's best if you don't provoke me."

Arching one of his brows, You Qi suddenly kneed Yang Meng's back; there was a slight provocation to his teasing tone, "So what if I provoked you?"

Like a baby tiger whose tail had been stepped on, he swung his body back around and firmly held tightly onto one of You Qi's leg.

Then, he began to yell at the top of his lungs.

"Look! Look! Just come have a look ah!! You Qi is on the grass MASTURBATING ah......"

Yang Meng's physical strength may not be on the same level as the latter or of his friends, however the power of his vocal cords are not to be underestimated, to say the least of it, was that it had a ground shattering power. There was a high probability that he had inherited his mother's finely tuned tradition. With the way that he was shouting, his voice deftly reverberated throughout the entire sports field. Although, the school building was a bit over thirty meters away from where they were, all the students' ears perked up once they heard this thundering sound.

Startled, You Qi promptly squatted down again and covered Yang Meng's mouth. His brows screwed tightly together as he looked at the back of Yang Meng's head and wrenched it back in one quick motion.

"Hey, shut the fuck up!"

Sullen, Yang Meng stayed silent. About a minute later, You Qi suddenly felt wetness on his own hand. As he pulled his hand away, Yang Meng began to cry again. His fist beat the ground beneath him repeatedly while tears flowed down his despondent face. Looking at his agonizing self, it seemed awfully painful

"No......What are you crying about?" You Qi became a bit worried, "I barely used any strength a moment ago ah!"

"It has nothing to do with you." Yang Meng continued to sob rather spasmodically. A mournful expression ate as his face as his eyes faced the night sky above, "You don't understand the bitterness in my heart. Just go away okay? Let me cry for a while by myself for a moment. After I finish, I'll still be a strong and courageous man."

"What don't I understand?" You Qi sat crossed-legged on the ground with an unperturbed expression lining his handsome face. "Isn't it because you need to run in the 5k race during the sports competition huh?"