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    Hey! Where the Hell Are You Touching?

    Chapter 6: High EQ's Remaining Oxygen

    Story: Hey! Where the Hell Are You Touching? Author:saomao words:6299 Update time:2023-07-01 14:57:33

    Cheng Yuanli leaned against the convenience store door, while inside the adjacent music store, Gu Long's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was playing.

    "Drink the strongest liquor and love the most beautiful person..."

    "A few more beers, please," an off-key remark abruptly interjected.

    Cheng Yuanli raised his head and saw Yu Yang standing in front of him, dressed in formal attire.

    He stared at the spotless shirt and perfectly pressed khaki pants, his expression contorting... To celebrate his birthday, dressing so formally, it somehow looked ridiculous... Oh no, he's going to spoil the illusion, he can't hold it in any longer!

    Cheng Yuanli turned his face away and burst into laughter with a "plop".

    "What are you laughing at?" Yu Yang raised his eyebrows.

    Ha! Ha! Ha! Laughing at you, hahahaha... Laughing at you for being too serious.

    "Ah, it is difficult to defy one's father's orders," Yu Yang shrugged.

    Dede, without much ado, I'm hungry and itching to start grilling some skewers.

    "Okay." Yu Yang reached out and pulled at the collar of his shirt, causing two buttons to snap open with a crisp sound and fall to the ground.

    Cheng Yuanli saw that his button had come off, so he gave him a disdainful glance and said irritably, "Why are you tearing your clothes? Exhibitionist?!"

    The hot air filled the room. Yu Yang raised his head, baring his neck, and looked down at him disdainfully.

    Cheng Yuanli couldn't help but hum in annoyance, muttering under his breath, "You're such a busybody." He then bent down to pick up the button for him. As he was diligently picking up the second one, suddenly, a chill ran down his spine, and he felt a strange presence behind him...

    Something feels off...

    He slowly turned his head around.

    *Pa--!*

    (Note: This is an onomatopoeic sound, commonly used in Chinese novels to describe the sound of something being struck or slapped.)

    What the fuck!

    A hand abruptly slapped him on the buttocks.

    This sound is so satisfying to listen to!

    Satisfied, Yu Yang admired his reddened hand, his five fingers deftly rotating.

    "You son of a bitch!" Cheng Yuanli stared at him with red eyes, clutching his buttocks in pain. "Damn it, I've never been spanked before in my entire life..."

    It's really shameful...

    "Wait, are you not wearing underwear?"

    "You..."

    "Why aren't you wearing underwear?"

    "Thin!"

    "Mm, feels good in my hand." Feeling satisfied after wiping off the residue, Yuyang let out a mischievous chuckle and put his arm around Cheng Yuanli's neck, heading towards the snack street on the east side.

    "Not talking about lifh [masturbation] together? Let's have a good time rubbing one out."

    "... " Cheng Yuanli's anger had not subsided as he glanced at him with resentment. "Did you leave your father at the hotel?"

    "Just throw it."

    "Don't beat you up?"

    "Just hit me then."

    "Not hurt?"

    Ouch. However, from what I can see at the moment, hehe, the temptation of joining forces is even greater." With that, Yu Yang grinned and pinched Cheng Yuanli's earlobe.

    Cheng Yuanli swatted away the lingering touch of Yu Yang's hand and looked up to ask him, "Did you bring any money?"

    "I'll have a feel." Yu Yang put his hand into his pocket and rummaged around for a while. "Oops, I didn't bring any money."

    Cheng Yuanli pulled out a fifty-dollar bill from his pocket and proudly waved it in front of him- this was the exact change he had exchanged at the convenience store. It was embarrassing to carry around a bunch of loose change.

    "This fifty, is the food that saves our stomachs," he proudly declared.

    Yu Yang let out a hearty laugh, rubbing his head and looking ahead.

    Actually, he has money in his pocket, a lot of it, around four or five hundred. It's just that this time, it's Cheng Yuanli who is treating, so if he takes out this money, Cheng Yuanli will inevitably feel embarrassed.

    For Yu Yang, the weight of the fifty yuan bill in Cheng Yuanli's hand was much heavier than the four to five hundred yuan in his pocket.

    No matter what, as long as he is happy.

    ……

    The two of them sat on chairs outside the music barbecue bar, ordered a bottle of ice-cold beer, and although the grilled meat had not yet arrived, they had already consumed half a bottle of alcohol.

    "Tsk, so refreshing..." Cheng Yuanli touched the cold body of the glass and looked up at Yuyang, "By the way, can you catch dolls?"

    "Playing claw machines?"

    "Yes. Look over there, there's a claw machine."

    Yu Yang sneered, turned his head to the side, and said, "You're already so old, yet you're still playing with dolls..."

    "Silly cow, look carefully! That's not a toy, it's an ice cream. It's an ice cream scooper."

    "Hmm... Give me five dollars, I'll give it a try."

    Cheng Yuanli handed fifty to him.

    After tinkering for a while, in no time, Yuyang came back. He had two boxes of ice cream in his hands.

    Cheng Yuanli took the ice cream and stared at the label, saying with satisfaction, "My childhood favorite. They don't sell it anymore now... By the way, what happened to the remaining money?"

    Yu Yang blinked and placed the three game coins in his hand on the table, one by one.

    "......"

    "Did you spend all the money?"

    "Two cups of ice cream cost me fifty?"

    "I'll let you try your luck. How the hell are you so unlucky, you prodigal?"

    Cheng Yuanli touched those game coins, his expression filled with pain, as if his heart was bleeding.

    Second Company Commander...

    Push my Italian cannon over...

    "No worries, just consider it a free feast." Yu Yang said with a serious expression.

    Cheng Yuanli was startled and asked, "What should I do if I get caught?"

    "I say, Cheng Yuanli, your legs are so long and fair."

    "......"

    "Don't be so uptight. Free meals are so exciting." Yu Yang's lips curled into a smile, his tongue brushing over his two sharp canine teeth.

    Cheng Yuanli sniffed the aroma of grilled meat wafting from someone else's table and nodded absentmindedly.

    So, piles and piles of grilled skewers appeared on the table. Grilled lamb skewers, grilled fish, grilled wings, grilled gluten... The two of them stared intensely at the "delicacies" on the table, their eyes shining, and their appetites aroused.

    ......

    *Burp―~*

    "Ah... I'm full."

    "Are you full? Take it easy, otherwise you won't be able to run..."