Turns out he can talk!

This was Zhu Biao's first thought, ten deaf and nine dumb, he mistakenly thought that Xu Yan had lost his hearing and speech function at the same time.

However, he didn't, Xu Yan's voice didn't sound as good as in the virtual world, because of the lack of hearing correction, the pronunciation of the words was not very accurate, and there was a sense of hoarseness and adhesion that he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Who's there?!" He asked in a fierce voice, tilted his head, and bent down to grope around.

Zhu Biao is still squatting on the ground, Xu Yan's height is a little shorter than himself, only about one meter in his early sixties, the proportion is very good, a pair of long legs are very conspicuous, Zhu Biao squatted down just at the position of his waist, and his narrow waist twisted around in front of his eyes.

Xu Yan didn't wear a national uniform today, nor did he wear women's clothes, he was wearing a very ordinary white wide cotton t, wearing middle pants underneath, revealing two white swaying calves, he bent down and leaned over to Zhu Biao, his breath was close at hand, and his jade-white flawless cheeks almost rubbed the tip of Zhu Biao's nose.

I really can't breathe now, Zhu Biao pinched his nose and turned his head away, swept the corners of his eyes down, and glanced into his open neckline, two points of cherry red on his flat chest.

See it again! He only felt a rush of heat rushing out of his nasal cavity, and hurriedly pinched it tighter, and shouted to himself in despair: Breath point, it's not that I haven't seen it! No, it's all men, what's there to be excited about!

After touching back and forth a few times, Xu Yan's hands slid past Zhu Biao's ears, behind his shoulders, and on the outside of his thighs. But Xu Yan was blocked in the narrow bookshelves, and he couldn't escape from the study for the time being.

He hoped that Xu Yan would give up if he couldn't touch anyone, thinking that it was his own illusion, anyway, he had lost the most important sense of sight and hearing, and only two senses of smell and touch were left in his perception of the outside world, and it was very common to have illusions, and he should get used to it. But it backfired, Xu Yan finally realized that it was a futile stupid thing for him to grope like this, but he didn't give up, he straightened up, a pair of eyebrows on his delicate face frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "I know someone is here, it's not Xu Zuo or Xu You, who are you?" Who allowed you in? ”

After talking a little more, the hoarseness and adhesion in the voice dissipated a lot, but the pronunciation was even more non-standard, and the word "allowed" was pronounced as "Yutori", and Zhu Biao had to guess to understand.

The longer you are deaf, the more vague your body's memory of language becomes, Zhu Biao thought sympathetically, I really don't know how long Xu Yan has been trapped in that dark and silent world.

However, he could now be sure that Xu Yan couldn't hear, and he was always a little suspicious before, because his appearance looked too normal.

Zhu Biao stopped pinching his nose, breathed reassuringly, and aimed at Xu Yan out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he didn't react to it at all.

It's not a zombie, Zhu Biao thought to himself, taking advantage of the little gap that Xu Yan had exposed when he stood up straight, turned his back, and crawled out with his hands and feet.

He turned his back upward, his eyes turned forward, and he didn't see Xu Yan at this moment, he couldn't see it, Xu Yan thought about it calmly, raised a hand, and brushed the ear hair on the right side.

That night he wore women's clothes with a long wig, after taking off the wig, his original hairstyle was almost the same length of short ear-length hair, other boys with such a hairstyle may look sloppy, his hair is soft, the tail tips are slightly curly, and the white skin is extremely suitable.

The sideburns were pulled behind the ears, revealing a jade-carved ear, and the faint light shone on the translucent pinna, faintly revealing a layer of pink.

The pinna is covered with a plush circle of white, like a question mark.

Xu Yan's fingers pressed on the question mark, turned his head sideways, and this time quickly found the target without hindrance.

At the same moment, he stretched out his left hand, and the white light flickered, and the long stick with a silvery-white metallic luster appeared between his fingers again.

"Got you!" The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he swung the stick quickly, fiercely, and accurately.

Pumped to Zhu Biao's ass.

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Zhu Biao was pouting his ass and crawling out, and he was about to climb out of the gap between the two rows of bookshelves, when he suddenly heard Xu Yan say again: "I caught you!" ”

He was startled and shrunk his ass, but this time he couldn't dodge it at all, and the long stick was firmly pumped on his thin-skinned and tender ass!

"Oops!" Caught off guard, he could only scream in pain and horror, turning over to figure out what was going on.

Xu Yan's next stick was whipped on his knee, and Zhu Biao's leg shrank, hugging his knee and jumping up!

The third stick! Fourth stick!

There was no room to dodge in the narrow space, and Xu Yan seemed to have regained his eyesight, no matter how Zhu Biao jumped up and down, he could swing the long stick and shoot it down.

Wrong! Zhu Biao thought angrily, is he pretending?

I don't know what kind of material the long stick is made of, it looks like metal, but the feeling of pumping on the meat is too flexible, full of elasticity, maybe not as much damage as the metal stick, but it hurts more!

Zhu Biao was so painful that he was about to shed tears, but thanks to Bai Changqi's fireball training, he didn't have to think about his body to react, instinctively protecting his head and face and vital points.

Just like the repetition of the incident a few minutes ago, Xu Yan pressed forward step by step, Zhu Biao retreated step by step, and finally exited the gap between the bookshelves, he turned around and wanted to escape, "whoosh", the silver-white long stick grazed the tip of his nose and pierced it, and plunged deeply into the shelves of the opposite row of bookshelves.

Zhu Biao: "......"

He turned his head slowly, glanced at the bookshelf that had been pierced by the long stick, and then slowly turned back, staring at the long stick that stood in his way, staring, staring, almost turning into a cross-eyed.

What to do? His mind was spinning rapidly, Xu Yan, this disabled person, is actually so powerful, he is really disabled!?

Xu Yan approached him calmly, Zhu Biao's eyes rolled, looking at his face, no matter how he looked at Xu Yan's eyes, there was no focus, but he tilted his head slightly as he walked, very much like the habitual action of a blind person who relies on hearing to observe the environment.

Can he hear it? Zhu Biao thought about it and said loudly: "I'm sorry! I'm not a bad person, I'm a friend of Guo Dalu, and I'm here to be a guest at your house! ”

Xu Yan didn't react to his words, and didn't even raise an eyebrow.

It's really inaudible, Zhu Biao once again affirmed his judgment, he had watched an American drama before, which said that people's reactions to sound are not controlled by reason, and when you hear a high-decibel sound at close range, no matter how you disguise it, there will always be a trace of traction in the facial muscles. And Xu Yan didn't have it at all.

Besides, he's all caught, so what's the point of pretending to be deaf?

Xu Yan stopped in front of him, grabbed the long stick in his left hand, and slid forward, his face facing Zhu Biao's face.

Looking at each other, Xu Yan's eyes were clear and distinct, reflecting Zhu Biao's nervous expression, and his face had a vivid expression for the first time, but it was not at all like the talkative teenager in the virtual world, and the smile on the corner of his lips was unpredictable.

Xu Yan turned his head sideways again, as if he wanted to use his cheek to sense Zhu Biao's breathing.

"I got you." He repeated the proclamation of victory, like a promise.