"Didn't you say you didn't have to pee, you byd?" Chen Yuan questioned.
"Suddenly got the urge," Zhou Yu chuckled, explaining.
Then, clenching his fist, Chen Yuan punched him in the back with a straight jab, "Damn it, don't ever come to me when you need to pee again."
"Hey, don't talk like that man, you're my go-to pee buddy."
Zhou Yu said with a laugh, and then suddenly realized he had just been punched by Chen Yuan, immediately turning serious, "Wait, which hand do you jerk off with?"
"..."
"Damn it, you nasty thing, you—"
"Speaking of which, I saw two people on the street the other day, they looked a lot like you and He Sijiao," Chen Yuan suddenly said.
"What?" Zhou Yu was taken aback, then shook himself, pulling up his pants, confusedly asking, "When?"
"Can't remember, but it looked like you and He Sijiao, the two of you went into some hotel, and if you came out within thirty seconds... Of course, I think if it were you, at least two minutes, so I wasn't sure."
