I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

Chapter 92: I'm Jealous of Myself Every Day

Wei Ye: "..." Who told you to touch my hair?

Wei Ye pointed to the cubicle he had run out of, "It's not my hair, it's in there."

Gu Qinghuai paused in playing with his hair. He was a self-centered person and rarely felt embarrassed. At this moment, he also felt that his attention had inexplicably wandered. He put down his hand and coughed softly, "Don't explain clearly."

Who knew you had such a strong comprehension ability?

Wei Ye still wanted to curry favor with Gu Qinghuai, so he just rolled his eyes inwardly and recounted what had just happened in a trembling voice.

Hearing something amiss, Wu Luan from the next cubicle quickly came out, looking anxious. "Are you alright?"

How can you be alright? I was so scared I almost cried.

The person in his arms shook his head, and Gu Qinghuai felt him holding his arm dependently, carefully hiding his body behind him.

Because of fear and unease, Wu Luan, who had just come out of the cubicle, was looking at him.

Wei Ye had been to public bathhouses before and didn't mind showering with someone of the same sex in a room without a cubicle.

But at this moment, he was hiding behind Gu Qinghuai, and Wu Luan stared blankly at the only exposed part of his shoulder.

Gu Qinghuai scoffed, "What are you looking at? Never seen a man before?"

Wu Luan seemed to have just come to her senses when he said that, and her face turned red. "No, no, I've met you before, I've met you before."

Gu Qinghuai clicked his tongue, casually pulled off the bath towel from his waist, and threw it at Wei Ye.

"Thank you, Brother Gu!" Wei Ye hurriedly wrapped a towel around Gu Qinghuai's body, watching him walk naked into the cubicle, his well-defined muscles emphasizing his physique as he moved. Wu Luan, who was facing him, stared at him for a moment.

The models in "Sex and the City" are all precisely built according to the players' specifications, with realistic dimensions. Wu Luan thought with shame: No wonder it's Brother Gu.

Gu Qinghuai's sharp gaze swept across the cubicle, from the showerhead to every tile, before he finally half-squatted down.

A large strand of long hair was stuck to the tiled floor; its length was definitely not what Wei Ye had dropped.

Gu Qinghuai picked up a strand of hair and twirled it, his fingertips sticky. "That's disgusting."

She stood up again, squeezed a puddle of shower gel onto her hand and rubbed it, then turned to Wei Ye and said, "Looks like it wasn't your hallucination."

Wei Ye's eyes widened, feeling his rationality being questioned. "You just thought I was hallucinating?"

Gu Qinghuai nodded, "You're so timid, it's possible you scared yourself."

Wei Ye: "..." He was very angry.

Gu Qinghuai closed the door behind him, intending to take a shower in this room and see what he would encounter.

A true warrior.

Wei Ye stared at the door for two seconds. Wu Luan, who was next to him, thought that he was angry with Gu Qinghuai and whispered to comfort him, "Brother Gu is just like that. He's still a very good person."

Anyone who has watched Gu Qinghuai's live stream knows that he doesn't swear like other players when playing games, but when he does use his sharp tongue, he hits the nail on the head and has maximum sarcasm.