Caught by the Straight Guy Next Door Playing with a Toy

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Shen Ji is a famous ice-cold beauty at A University. He wears a cold expression every day and keeps people at a distance, but no one knows he's an extreme social anxiety sufferer.

He finally managed to move out of the dorms at university, only to have an athletic guy named Zhou Ye move in next door.

A social powerhouse with boundless energy, Zhou Ye invites him to play ball or go running every day. It's utterly annoying.

After Zhou Ye interrupted his toy review for the nth time, Shen Ji opened the door with a cold expression. "Are you sick?"

Zhou Ye raised an eyebrow. "Maybe a little. How about you open the door and help me get better?"

Shen Ji glanced at the other man's build: broad shoulders, narrow waist. His thoughts immediately went astray.

Then he saw the unmistakable teasing in Zhou Ye's eyes. He paused, then slammed the door shut.

On top of that, the quality of his little toys had been getting worse lately. When Shen Ji contacted customer service, the person on the other end seemed like a total innocent who knew nothing and needed him to explain everything.

Size, frequency...

The worst part was that the man's voice was especially nice. When he shyly asked for advice in a low voice, it was enough to set someone on fire.

Shen Ji certainly didn't deprive himself. He chatted with the guy every day and eventually managed to talk him into making a custom toy to his own measurements.

When it arrived, it was even better than expected.

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Zhou Ye was ordered to take over his family's toy shop at a critical moment. Business was reassuringly dismal, and only one regular customer kept placing orders. The two of them got along pretty well, until one day he saw a package from his shop at Shen Ji's door.

???

No way!

But a lot of little details seemed to prove they were the same person.

And Zhou Ye was finding Shen Ji more and more appealing.

The way he shut the door with a straight face was so cute. The glimpse of his pale wrist was lovely, and even his glare seemed like he was acting coy.

Wait, wasn't he straight?

Zhou Ye tried to convince himself, and Shen Ji didn't look like someone who would use little toys at all. It had to be a misunderstanding.

Until one late night, Zhou Ye forgot his keys and climbed over the balcony to get through. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Ji next door, his cool, handsome face tinged pink, his eyes damp, and in his hand...

A custom-made toy, unmistakably.

Zhou Ye: ?

Zhou Ye: !

He thought he might not be quite so straight after all.

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