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

Finally, Zhao Yuheng angrily climbed into his bed.

As soon as the school bell rang on Friday, the classroom instantly became noisy.

Jin Bao'er was packing her schoolbag when someone gently tapped the corner of the table.

He looked up and saw Liu Feng standing beside him, his eyes crinkling with a smile:

"Hey bro, are you free this weekend? Let's go to the library together. I heard they just got a new batch of books."

Just as Jin Bao'er was about to agree, her wrist was suddenly gripped by a force.

Zhao Yuheng had somehow squeezed between the two of them, his brows furrowed and his chin slightly raised.

His gaze fell on Liu Feng, filled with undisguised hostility.

"I'm busy, come with me to buy new sneakers this weekend."

He spoke with certainty, paused, and then added, "The one you mentioned last time has a new model. If you don't grab it now, your size will be gone."

Jin Bao'er was stunned for a moment, then struggled with her wrist, looking completely bewildered: "I didn't say that!"

His old shoes were indeed worn out at the edges, but he never mentioned wanting to get a new pair.

Zhao Yuheng remained unfazed; instead, his fingers clenched even tighter, his eyes filled with self-righteous indignation.

"I'm speaking for you. Your shoes are practically falling apart like fishing nets. I don't like the look of them."

Upon hearing this, several classmates who were packing their things couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Liu Feng's smile faded slightly, but he still maintained his politeness.

Chong Jinbao waved her hand: "It's okay, we can make another appointment next week."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuheng reacted like a cat with its fur standing on end, immediately glaring at him, his voice turning cold and filled with childish possessiveness:

"He won't be free next week either. He'll be spending all his weekends with me from now on, so he won't have time for anyone else."

Jin Bao'er's face instantly flushed, and she quickly reached out to pat Zhao Yuheng's arm.

Embarrassed, she apologized to Liu Feng, "Don't listen to his nonsense, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Yuheng pulled her out of the classroom.

He staggered behind, unable to resist glancing back at Liu Feng's helpless expression.

A strange ripple stirred in my heart for no apparent reason.

Zhao Yuheng's reaction today was unusually strange. Was he jealous again?

……

A few days later

Liu Feng invited Jin Bao'er to have dinner together and then watch a movie.

Liu Feng also seemed to know that Jin Bao'er liked spicy food.

Almost all the dishes ordered were Sichuan cuisine.

He would occasionally put food on Jinbao'er's plate.

"Brother, eat quickly."

As Liu Feng spoke, he picked up another piece of meat and put it in Jinbao'er's bowl.

Just as Jin Bao'er was about to reach out to take it, she saw Liu Feng flip his wrist, his thick, strong fingers steadily supporting the edge of the porcelain bowl.

The taut muscles on his forearms are smooth and powerful, exuding a unique masculine energy.

Jin Bao'er thanked them as she ate.

The relationship between the two is now clearly known.

Therefore, this kind of overt or visible concern gives him a greater sense of security.

Sweet and lovely.

Have you dated anyone before?

Jin Bao'er also asked.

"I wouldn't say I've ever dated anyone, but there was a straight guy I liked. He was my deskmate and he was really nice to me."

Liu Feng said very seriously.

As they were talking, someone from the next table accidentally bumped into them, and it looked like a full glass of plum juice was about to spill on Jin Bao'er.

Liu Feng almost instinctively raised his hand and pressed his large palm against the edge of the table.

With his other arm, he pulled Jin Bao'er closer to himself from behind, a movement so fast that no one could react in time.

The force was neither too light nor too heavy, with a firm, muscular feel, steadily holding him in its embrace.

"Are you alright?"

Liu Feng looked down at him, his voice tinged with concern.

Jin Bao'er shook her head, a slight smile playing on her lips, showing no sign of panic.

The two sat down again.

"Are you still in contact?"

"No, no, we haven't been in touch since graduating from junior high school."

Jin Bao'er nodded after listening.

He couldn't ask too many questions about such matters.

As Jin Bao'er continued asking questions, she started asking how many people were in their families and what kind of jobs they did.

"How do you check household registration?"

Liu Feng said with a wicked smile.

As he spoke, he reached out and wiped the chili oil from the corner of Jin Bao'er's mouth. The heat from his fingertips made Jin Bao'er's cheeks slightly flushed.

"No, no, I was just asking. If it's inconvenient to say, then never mind."

Jin Bao'er quickly looked away.

"My parents are both factory workers. I have an older sister who is already married, and a younger brother who is in high school."

Liu Feng spoke frankly, then got up and went to the counter to get two cans of chilled cola.

He held two cans in one hand, flicked his finger lightly, and with a crisp "snap," the pull tab popped up—a swift and stylish movement.

Several girls at the next table secretly glanced over and whispered among themselves, "This guy makes me feel so safe."

Jin Bao'er took a sip of cola, the icy liquid sliding down her throat, and her eyebrows and eyes curved even more.

By the time we finished eating and were heading outside, it was already getting dark.

The streetlights at the entrance flickered on and off.

Liu Feng walked naturally on his outside, his steps steady, his broad shoulders like a wall, shielding him from the wind stirred up by passing vehicles.

"I've already bought the movie tickets; it's a suspense film you like."

Liu Feng turned his head to look at him, his eyes shining brightly in the night.

Jin Bao'er hummed in agreement, her steps light and quick, not taking it to heart at all.

The air conditioning in the movie theater was a bit too strong.

Jin Bao'er shrank her neck, and Liu Feng immediately noticed.

He didn't say anything, but silently took off his coat and draped it over Jin Bao'er's shoulders.

His coat carried the faint scent of his shower gel and a hint of sunshine.

Enveloped in warmth, it instantly dispelled the chill.

Jin Bao'er was stunned for a moment, then looked up at him.

Sometimes I feel that handsome guys always have a nice smell on them or their clothes.

Liu Feng was intently watching the screen, his profile both sharp and gentle.

His Adam's apple bobbed gently with each swallow, and beneath the smooth lines of his shoulders and neck lay undeniably strong muscles.

When the movie reached a tense moment, Jin Bao'er subconsciously moved to the side.

Liu Feng reached out and naturally put his arm around his shoulder.

His palms were large and warm, carrying an unmistakable sense of strength, yet they were measured and never overstepped the mark.

Jin Bao'er didn't dodge; she even snuggled closer to him, a smile playing on her lips as she watched with great interest.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Neither of the two men suffered a loss.

It was late at night when the movie ended.

The streets were sparsely populated, and a cool evening breeze blew by.

Liu Feng escorted Jin Bao'er to the tree-lined path in front of the dormitory.

The light from the streetlights was fragmented by the leaves, falling on the shadows of the two people standing side by side, making them dizzy.

Thank you for today, I enjoyed the meal.

Jin Bao'er smiled and handed the coat back to Liu Feng.

Liu Feng took it, his fingertips inadvertently brushing against the back of Jin Bao'er's hand, feeling a slight warmth.

"What do you want to eat next time? I'll take you there."

He spoke with a smile, his eyes filled with bright anticipation.

Jin Bao'er was about to respond.

Suddenly, there was a "whoosh" sound from the bushes nearby.

A dark figure suddenly darted out.

Jin Bao'er was startled and instinctively hid next to Liu Feng.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Zhao Yuheng.

His hair was a little messy, the hood of his hoodie was askew, and his breathing was noticeably rapid, as if he had been running for a long time.

What are you doing here?

Jin Bao'er blurted it out.

Zhao Yuheng stiffened his neck, but dared not look at Jin Bao'er. He only glanced at Liu Feng beside him, his tone hard.

"Just passing by."

"It's so late, are you passing by here?"

Jin Bao'er raised an eyebrow, a hint of a smile flashing in her eyes.

Would he just walk through the bushes late at night for no reason?

Zhao Yuheng was speechless for a moment, his ears turning slightly red, but he still remained stubborn.

"Can't I even go out to buy a bottle of water?"

As he spoke, he even shook the empty bottle in his hand with great seriousness.

The bottle was flat and empty; it was clear that it had been drunk from long ago.

Liu Feng watched this farce with a smile on his lips, but said nothing.

She simply moved closer to Jin Bao'er without making a sound, raising her arm slightly as if to protect him.

This action, in Zhao Yuheng's eyes, was like a match, instantly igniting the fire that had been burning inside him.

His gaze was fixed on Liu Feng's arm.

His knuckles clenched until they turned white, and his Adam's apple bobbed several times before he finally suppressed the sourness in his throat.

"You're buying water this late?"

Jin Bao'er suppressed a laugh and deliberately teased him.

Zhao Yuheng's face turned even redder, and his eyes darted around uncertainly.

Her feet unconsciously moved closer to the two of them, creating a small distance between Liu Feng and Jin Bao'er.

"The convenience store on campus is closed, can't I go out and check it out?"

His voice was a little hurried, with a hint of panic that he himself didn't realize:

"You two... it's not safe to be out so late."

Liu Feng raised an eyebrow, about to speak.

Jin Bao'er, however, beat him to it and waved to Zhao Yuheng.

"Okay, okay, we'll go back now."

He didn't expose Zhao Yuheng's lie, and even went along with him, saying to Liu Feng, "Let's call it a day, I'm going upstairs now."

Liu Feng nodded, said nothing more, just waved to Jin Bao'er, gave Zhao Yuheng a meaningful look, and then turned and left.

Until Liu Feng's figure completely disappeared at the intersection.

Zhao Yuheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his tense shoulders still didn't relax.

He turned and glared at Jin Bao'er, his tone carrying a hint of inexplicable grievance and impatience.

"You found watching movies with him interesting?"

"It's alright."

Jin Bao'er raised an eyebrow, finding his hypocritical expression amusing.

Zhao Yuheng was rendered speechless by those two light words.

Panic surged through my heart like a tidal wave.

He looked at Jin Bao'er's smile, at his fair profile under the streetlight, and suddenly felt terrified.

But the words that came out were just a harsh interrogation.

"Don't get so close to him in the future."

"On what grounds?"

Jin Bao'er tilted her head to look at him.

Zhao Yuheng choked, his eyes darting around, and after a long while, he managed to utter a sentence.

"...He doesn't look like a good person."

His anxious yet stubborn demeanor was just like that of a small animal whose food had been stolen.