Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

Chapter 002 Still Roommates?

Zhao Yuheng needed to get off the bus midway to withdraw money from the bank.

The driver stopped at a station.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Thanks! I'll definitely pay you back once I get a new phone."

Zhao Yuheng grabbed Jin Bao'er's right hand and said with a serious expression.

After saying that, he pulled his suitcase and prepared to get off the bus.

"Wait a moment."

Jin Bao'er quickly took out a small wallet from her bag, took out all the remaining loose change inside, and handed it to Zhao Yuheng.

"Take this, we can just take a taxi later, so you don't have to look for it everywhere."

Zhao Yuheng watched as Jin Bao'er emptied all the money from her wallet and gave it to him, looking at the loose change in his hand.

The spare change he used to look down on seemed to have a different meaning at this moment.

"Thanks."

Zhao Yuheng took out a piece of paper and wrote down Jin Bao'er's phone number and name. He was determined to thank him properly!

Then, after being urged repeatedly by the driver, Zhao Yuheng got off the car with his suitcase.

The bus started and sped away.

Standing there, Zhao Yuheng gazed thoughtfully at the departing car.

Since school doesn't start until tomorrow, students are not allowed to enter the school yet.

Jin Bao'er wandered around the neighborhood for half a day before finally finding a small hotel that cost only 50 yuan a night.

The room was small, the walls were a bit yellowed, and the air conditioner was blowing a not-so-cool breeze, mixed with a faint musty smell and the scent of cheap air freshener.

But Jinbao'er is content, at least she has a place to lie down.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed and turned on his old phone, whose screen had a cracked corner.

On WeChat, her best friend Hu Xiaowen is spamming the feed.

Hu Xiaowen was his junior high school classmate, high school classmate, and also his best friend.

In this college entrance examination, there was a gap between their scores. In order to be in the same school as him, Hu Xiaowen was willing to apply for a slightly less desirable major rather than change her application.

Hu Xiaowen went on a trip during this holiday and won't be back at school until tomorrow. I'm still sharing fun stories from my trip to Thailand with him.

Jin Bao'er typed and replied to messages at the same time.

That's right, Jin Bao'er has another identity.

A writer, a writer who earns two yuan a day.

Of course, he was already very happy to be able to earn money so soon after he started writing novels.

Most importantly, he was very passionate about writing novels, and since writing novels could actually earn him some money, he persisted.

To have achieved this much in three months of writing a novel is quite respectable.

After finishing his novel, he turned off the light, lay down, and prepared to recharge for the wonderful university life ahead.

Jin Bao'er slept very well that night.

Peking University.

The school gate was packed with people under the blazing sun.

Jin Bao'er, carrying a huge hiking backpack and a heavy, worn-out suitcase, was squeezed into the long registration line.

Sweat streamed down my forehead and into my eyes, stinging painfully.

He wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve and exclaimed in amazement.

As expected of a university in a big city, its gate is as grand as a palace.

Just as I was engrossed in watching, I suddenly tripped over something.

"Damn it! Who the hell stepped on my Kyrie 7?!"

A furious roar nearly ruptured Jin Bao'er's eardrums.

Jin Bao'er was so frightened that she shuddered, quickly pulled her foot back, and looked up.

Before them stood an extremely oppressive "wall of flesh".

The black, tight-fitting T-shirt accentuated her striking broad shoulders and narrow waist.

A silver chain hung around her neck, so dazzling it made one's eyes water in the sunlight.

"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry!"

Jin Bao'er quickly lowered her head, clasped her hands together, and wished she could shrink herself into a quail.

"What's the point of having the police if an apology is enough? You'd better clean up this mess for me!"

The man was clearly distressed by the shoes, and grabbed Jin Bao'er by the collar.

The large, calloused hand pressed against his chin, forcefully lifting his face.

Jin Bao'er was forced to look up at the fierce-looking face in front of her.

My heart skipped a beat.

Finished!

This guy looks like a tough gangster.

With my skinny arms and legs, I'm afraid I'm going to die here.

He nervously closed his eyes, waiting for the storm to break.

However, the expected punch did not land.

The hand that was gripping his chin suddenly froze.

"...Jin Bao'er?"

The tense, explosive atmosphere vanished instantly, replaced by an unbelievable sense of surprise.

Jin Bao'er cautiously opened her eyes.

The face that had been roaring just moments before was now staring at him with wide eyes, completely bewildered.

"Heng...Brother Heng?"

Jin Bao'er was also dumbfounded.

Isn't that the big, dumb guy who borrowed money on the bus?

Zhao Yuheng immediately let go of his hand, and even thoughtfully straightened his wrinkled collar.

The fierce look on his face instantly turned into a憨厚傻笑 (a simple, honest smile).

"Hey bro! It really is you!"

He excitedly slapped his thigh, the sound so loud it drew the attention of those around him.

"Look at the mess you've made! Good for you! Good for you! You can step on any shoe you want, not just one, you can step on both of them!"

Jin Bao'er was so embarrassed that she scratched her toes on the ground.

Brother, this is in public, can't you have a little bit of face?

The line ahead has already moved quite a distance.

"Come on, come on, don't just stand there, come with me!"

Without saying a word, Zhao Yuheng snatched the heaviest suitcase from Jin Bao'er's hands.

He then took the backpack off his back and hung it on his own shoulder.

The enormous luggage weighed down on him, yet it seemed incredibly light.

"Heng-ge, I can do it myself..."

Jin Bao'er wanted to take it back.

"Don't mention it!"

Zhao Yuheng glared at him, revealing a set of bright white teeth.

"We're like family! You lent me money yesterday, and I'm helping you carry your bags today. It's called reciprocity, don't you understand?"

Jin Bao'er watched as Zhao Yuheng's broad back stood in front of her, shielding her from most of the sunlight and the crowds.

His bronze skin gleamed in the sunlight, and sweat trickled down his back, soaking into the black fabric.

A faint, pleasant scent of soapberry mixed with the smell of sunshine wafted towards me.

Jin Bao'er's heart skipped a beat for no apparent reason.

"By the way, Jinbao'er, were you asleep by midnight last night? I tried to add you on WeChat, but you didn't accept."

As Zhao Yuheng strode forward, he turned back and asked.

Jin Bao'er was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out her phone.

Sure enough, there was a friend request on the screen.

His profile picture is a funny emoji, and his online name is "Grandpa Doesn't Like Celery".

"Is this it?" Jin Bao'er handed over the phone.

Zhao Yuheng leaned closer to take a look, and the distance between the two instantly closed.

Warm breath sprayed onto Jinbao'er's earlobe, making it tickle.

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

Zhao Yuheng grinned like a fool, "How's the username?"

Jin Bao'er's lips twitched: "...Quite unique."

He tapped his finger and the application was approved.

When Zhao Yuheng arrived at the dormitory building, he was sweating profusely. He threw his luggage on the ground and took out his phone to check the assignment list.

"Hey? Jinbao'er, which dorm room do you live in?"

"2429".

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuheng's eyes instantly lit up like light bulbs.

He slapped his thigh and shoved his phone in front of Jin Bao'er.

"Holy crap! What a coincidence, bro! Look!"

On the screen, at the very bottom of the dormitory assignment list, two names were clearly written.

One is "Zhao Yuheng".

The other one is "Kam Kam Po".

Not only were the two in the same major and class, but they were also bunkmates in the same dormitory!

Jin Bao'er was completely dumbfounded when she saw the words.

Good heavens, what kind of door have you opened for him after closing one window?

From now on, I'll be facing this muscular, testosterone-fueled man every day.