After Breaking Up, I Shared an Apartment With My Best Friend and Her Boyfriend (H) - Chapter 11: Climaxed with a Cock

Chapter 11: Climaxed with a C0ck

When Xu Yanqi asked her that question, Chen Qiao’s gaze lingered on him constantly.

Then, she suddenly withdrew her touching hand, a sense of relaxation seeping from her bones. “I don’t need it. I just climaxed with a c0ck.”

Xu Yanqi watched her deliberately lift her eyes as she spoke. “Next time, I’ll call you.”

Her eyes, at that moment, looked to Xu Yanqi like a deep well he couldn’t fathom.

Xu Yanqi’s heart skipped a beat. “Okay.”

Then, silence fell between them. Chen Qiao glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. She chose to stand up and leave his room.

“I’m leaving.”

Again, the man replied, “Okay.”

As Chen Qiao stepped out of that door, she suddenly paused, turned around, and fixed him with a blazing gaze. “Forgot to mention, Xu Yanqi, your semen smells so strong.”

At those words, Xu Yanqi’s face burned like fire.

He swallowed hard. “I’ll clean it up soon.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

Chen Qiao denied it.

She bit her lip first, then gazed at him with tender, watery eyes, staring without the slightest hint of concealment. “Strong-smelling semen means you’re robust.”

After Chen Qiao finished speaking, a fire instantly roared to life in Xu Yanqi’s heart. He felt his entire body blaze with unbearable heat.

He lowered his voice. “Maybe it’s related to my huge s3x addiction.”

This time, though Chen Qiao didn’t respond, it seemed like she agreed.

She neither confirmed nor denied it.

After Chen Qiao walked out and closed the door, Xu Yanqi’s stiff, seated legs finally dared to stretch forward a little.

He propped his hands on the bed. The sweat on his back had already soaked through his casual pajamas. He simply reached up, took them off, and revealed a broad, mountain-like chest, letting out a shallow breath.

After changing into a well-fitted suit, Xu Yanqi stood in front of the mirror to adjust his attire. The mirror reflected his perfectly outlined figure, accentuating both his strength and maturity.

Xu Yanqi left home after breakfast. He knew that by the time he left, Chen Qiao had already gone to sleep. She usually slept in the morning and woke up in the evening.

She was a person in this city who had no daylight, only night.

Time always passed quickly. In the blink of an eye, a day sped by. When Xu Yanqi finished work, he deliberately stayed at the company and didn’t leave.

To be precise, he was afraid of going home and running into Chen Qiao.

Because of what happened that morning, after his desire was fully satisfied, his mind cleared up again.

That day, he felt utterly perplexed and chaotic. He tried shaking his head, but he still couldn’t escape the guilt.

Actually, for some reason, Xu Yanqi’s guilt toward Wen Sui wasn’t that strong. Instead, his sense of sin toward Chen Qiao weighed heavier.

That feeling was that he had defiled her.

He had committed a crime against Chen Qiao.

Yet, while carrying this sense of guilt, his mind kept replaying the scene from that morning nonstop.

It was clearer and more unforgettable than ever before.

By around seven in the evening, Xu Yanqi went to the supermarket, bought some ingredients, and headed back.

He gently opened the door with his key and didn’t turn on the lights. When he saw that Chen Qiao’s usual pair of shoes wasn’t at the entrance, he felt a wave of relief.

Then, he stepped inside and bent down to change into slippers at the entryway. But just as he put them on and reached to turn on the light—

“Good evening.”

Time seemed to freeze in that moment. Chen Qiao walked out of the room.

He hadn’t considered that her shoes were washed and drying on the balcony.

Nor had he thought that today was Thursday, her weekly rest day, which always fell on either Thursday or Friday.

“Good evening.”

Xu Yanqi turned on the light. His heart skipped a beat, and he greeted her somewhat awkwardly.

Chen Qiao went to the living room fridge, grabbed a drink, and then walked back into her room.

Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.

She genuinely appeared unbothered by the morning’s events.

Just as she’d said, it was only help.

Xu Yanqi sorted the ingredients into the fridge. Then he grabbed his pajamas, took a hot shower, and returned to his room to video chat with Wen Sui.

During that hour-long video call, Xu Yanqi was distracted. He could hear Chen Qiao moving in and out of her room.

At one point, she picked up a delivery. After eating it, she seemed to order a milk tea. When it arrived, she went out to get it. Before even bringing it back to her room, she couldn’t resist opening it and taking a sip.

Xu Yanqi could almost hear her lips gently sucking on the straw, along with the sound of the milk tea flowing into her mouth.