Counterattack:Falling In Love With My Enemy (BXB)(逆袭之爱上情敌）

91: The Tiger

Wu has changed a new hair style, the area around his ears are cleanly shaven and he cut layers in his hair, it really compliments his facial features. There are women staring at him whenever he's walking on a street. When he looked into the mirror, a handsome and dashing face appeared in front of him. Not sure if he's used to his old shabby look, suddenly he became so stylish, Wu felt a bit uncomfortable, but he thinks that he's too handsome. Cough...

His hand was caressing his unshaven hairs on his chin, twisting his neck, appreciating, himself from different angles.

After being a narcissist for almost 10 minutes, Wu suddenly realized a problem, he is spending a long time in front of the mirror lately. In the past, he only needed 3 minutes to brush his teeth, just a few splashes of water, put on a shirt and left. Now he is always in front of the mirror the second after he woke up, looking at himself from different aspects, he still needs to style his hair while yawning away.

Thinking about the hidden motive behind all this action, Wu quickly got away from the mirror. 

Because he's very satisfied with his hair, Wu has been wary of it, he would lay flat his pillow before sleeping, the back of his head perfectly sunk into the pillow, then he never moved again.

After half an hour, there's a problem: he can't sleep now.

He used to sleep in different positions, how could he sleep when he's laying like a log now?

Now he's having insomnia, he starts to think.

He has been away for 6 days now, right? Looks like he hasn't got back yet! What is this meaning? Is he having too much fun? Fuck! There's full service, nice scenery, then left me here! Bloody hell! Might as well solve the things there, I don't need to worry about anything too.

Took a deep breath, sleep.

A minute later, he opens his eyes again, he grabbed his phone.

There are some R-rated films in Wu's phone, at first they were to train his determination, then it slowly became a sleeping pill. The moanings were like English listening for him, sometimes it was like a broadcast of gymnastic, he doesn't feel anything particular. He would always fall asleep before the 10 minutes marks, it hasn't even reached the climax yet.

But today he watched the whole thing, he didn't just watch it, he even imagined it.

He was imagining Chi kneeling on the bed, serving his thing well, swallowing and spitting, sucking and licking. No one can read my mind, how would they know what I'm thinking right now? So he slowly reached down into his pants, starting to act out the scene.

Chi just landed and he is on the way to the clinic.

He dialed Wu's phone, it took him a long time to pick it up.

'What are you doing?' The classic opening of a phone call.

Wu is purposely hiding his intentions, 'What else could I do besides sleeping at this hour?'

Chi wasn't called The Flirt for anything, just based on Wu's breathing while he was talking, he knew exactly what he was doing. Of course, he wouldn't just say it out, some things aren't fun anymore if you just say it out.

'Are you thinking of me?' he asked again.

Wu replied him in his mind: Not just missing you, I want to fuck you right now too.

Suddenly he felt the heat, so he kicked off his blanket, only a boxer is covering on top of it.

'I'll be back tomorrow,' Chi said.

Wu's heart skipped a beat, the beast beneath him increased a few sizes, but he's as stubborn as a mule, 'Who cares if you're coming back?'

'Without me, can your hand help you to satisfy your needs?' he asked deliberately.