Help, My Buff Roommate is Begging to Touch my Abs - Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Called a Sissy

School let out in the afternoon.

The three roommates were heading to the large campus bathhouse to shower.

Jinbao-er thought about how, in a moment, he wouldn’t just be seeing the abs, pectoral muscles, and biceps of muscular men… he would also be seeing…

At this thought, he already started drooling. Hehe.

It wasn’t until Zhao Yuheng waved his rough, large hand in front of his face that Jinbao-er snapped back to reality.

“No, you guys go ahead. I have things to do, I’ll go later.”

Jinbao-er wasn’t confident he could maintain his composure while looking at their perfect physiques. So, he could only reject the offer with a pained heart.

The three didn’t push him further, picking up their washbasins and heading off to shower.

Jinbao-er went to eat first. Then, seeing that everyone had mostly finished washing, he slowly took his own basin to the bathhouse.

Northern bathhouses are different from Southern ones. It was actually one big communal hall. A crowd of men stood back-to-back, just showering right there. Since it was his first time, Jinbao-er wasn’t used to it, but seeing everyone being so open and honest with each other, he accepted it readily.

…

In the evening, Jinbao-er returned to the dorm. He picked up the dirty clothes changed out by the three men one by one.

“Can your clothes be mixed together for washing?” Jinbao-er suddenly asked.

The three men, who were playing on their phones, suddenly looked at him. “Huh?”

“I’m doing laundry; I’ll wash yours while I’m at it.”

Jinbao-er didn’t know how else to thank them. If they hadn’t helped him with those push-ups today, the remaining $150$ would have definitely left him sprawled on the ground all day. With so many eyes watching him, it would have been so embarrassing.

“No need, no need…” The three boys were embarrassed and tried to decline.

“So they can be mixed together then.” With that, Jinbao-er picked up their clothes and walked out.

Of course, it wasn’t hand-scrubbing. Washing for three people plus himself would be too exhausting. He threw them in the washing machine. There was a $3text{ yuan}$ quick wash and a $5text{ yuan}$ intensive wash. To thank them, he didn’t pinch pennies and used the $5text{ yuan}$ one. These three were also subtly changing his stingy personality.

Of course, he didn’t wash the three of them’s underwear. That would be too shameful. One should only wash underwear for a future husband. Was he that kind of casual person?

Seeing that Jinbao-er had washed their clothes, the three couldn’t just sit there, so they cleaned the dorm once over. By the time Jinbao-er had finished washing and hanging the clothes and came back in, the room was brand new.

“Whoa, I didn’t expect cleaning to get me so hot.”

Zhao Yuheng, who had just pushed the door open, set the mop aside. He tugged at his collar, but it wasn’t enough, so he grabbed the hem of his T-shirt with both hands and yanked it up with a zi-la sound.

Following his movement, the tight lines sculpted around his waist and abdomen instantly popped out. A few crystal droplets of sweat hung there, slowly sliding down his mermaid lines.

Immediately after, he started taking off his shorts!

Jinbao-er sat on the bed, his eyes wide as copper bells. He didn’t dare look directly, so he turned his head to the side and used his peripheral vision to glance wildly!

He saw Zhao Yuheng wearing only a pair of black, high-elasticity sports underwear. Those distinct mermaid lines disappeared deep into the edge of the underwear, outlining an extremely aggressive arc. Only then did he notice that right below the navel, there was a patch of dense abdominal hair that extended along the edge of the underwear, connecting with the hair on his thighs!

This damn sexual tension! This wasn’t mopping; this was practically seduction!

And Zhao Yuheng didn’t even feel like he was seducing anyone! He tossed his clothes and pants onto the bed. He continued mopping, even bending over and exerting force with large movements right in front of Jinbao-er’s bed. As he moved, the grooves of his back muscles shifted back and forth. Those firm butt cheeks were faintly visible under the thin fabric.

The fragrant scene of a macho man mopping was a visual feast.

Keep the underwear dry! Keep the underwear dry!

Jinbao-er chanted fiercely in his heart, squeezing his legs together, feeling his nose get a bit warm.

“By the way, Jinbao-er, do you know someone named Yang Hui?”

Suddenly, Zhao Yuheng snapped his waist straight and turned to look at Jinbao-er, whose face was currently as red as a monkey’s butt.

Caught in the act, Jinbao-er’s heart skipped a beat. He awkwardly scratched his neck, his eyes darting around: “Huh? Who?”

Zhao Yuheng didn’t notice him staring. He still had that same open and upright expression. However, seeing Jinbao-er’s flustered look, he was a bit confused.

“What’s wrong? Tired from laundry? Why is your face so red?”

As Zhao Yuheng spoke, he naturally sat on the edge of Jinbao-er’s bed; his thigh touched Jinbao-er’s calf directly. A wave of scalding heat transmitted over instantly.

Jinbao-er snapped out of it and quickly shrank inward. “Probably just a bit hot… Yang Hui? She should be in our class; the name sounds familiar.”

“Why are you suddenly asking about her?” Jinbao-er asked curiously, trying to hide his panic.

“Just, she suddenly added me this afternoon. It wasn’t about anything; she just said she wanted to be friends.”

As Zhao Yuheng spoke, he picked up the water cup on Jinbao-er’s desk and took a sip. He then handed the straw he had just used to Jinbao-er’s lips, “Get me some more water too, I’m dying of thirst.”

At these words, Old First and Old Second instantly looked over. “Old Third, not bad! Only two days into school and a girl is already adding you?”

Zhao Yuheng let out a snicker. He knew he was a bit handsome, but he didn’t expect someone to add him just one day after school started. Hearing Old First’s teasing, Zhao Yuheng didn’t reply; he just tilted his head toward Jinbao-er, his eyes carrying a hint of showing off.

“How about it? Your Heng-ge is pretty charming, right?”

Jinbao-er felt a sourness in his heart that he couldn’t hide. He looked at that straw Zhao Yuheng had held in his mouth and, as if possessed, took a sip. Then he muttered softly: “Yeah, charming. A person who’s going to get a wife in the future…”

So, from this moment on, he absolutely, absolutely, absolutely must not have any improper thoughts. Otherwise, he would not only be hurting himself but also making things difficult for his Heng-ge.

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Military Training: Day 2

Although Old First and Old Second weren’t in the same class as Jinbao-er and Zhao Yuheng, they were in the same tier, so they trained in the same company.

Now, during the break.

Hu Xiaowen somehow found his way over. “Jinbao-er, I heard your three macho roommates took the punishment for you, is it true?”

Hu Xiaowen was often criticized, but he usually didn’t take it to heart. He was a very boisterous person. He must have just heard about it; since Jinbao-er hadn’t replied to his message, he had decisively run over.

Jinbao-er turned his head and saw Hu Xiaowen running over. He was so embarrassed he wanted to find a place to crawl into. Because his macho roommates were not far away.

And right now, Hu Xiaowen only had eyes for Jinbao-er and didn’t notice the other three at all. Hu Xiaowen had already come out at home. So he could talk about men very openly. But Jinbao-er couldn’t. He didn’t have a father and mother who would support him unconditionally.

“I heard the tallest and strongest one did $200$ for you, what was his name again…”

Now Hu Xiaowen was squatting next to Jinbao-er, talking. His voice wasn’t exactly quiet.

“He did the most, that’s for sure, but he isn’t necessarily the tallest and strongest!”

At this, Old First, who was sitting behind them, suddenly stood up and shouted. “Old Third, look at what you’ve done. It’s one thing to be the most handsome, but how did the rumor turn into you being the tallest and strongest? The muscles on me and Old Second aren’t being seen at all!”

Old First walked away in a huff. Yesterday, he and Old Second had each done an extra $100$ as well. If word got out, it would only be Zhao Yuheng’s glory. Old First wasn’t truly angry; he was just a bit “sour.”

Now even Hu Xiaowen was embarrassed. “Did I cause trouble?” he said guiltily.

“Probably not…” After all, his Heng-ge truly was the tallest and strongest one.

“Heh, as expected of male h0m0s, always discussing men everywhere they go!”

Suddenly, a sneer came from the side. Jinbao-er and Hu Xiaowen looked over. Wasn’t this Hu Xiaowen’s roommate, Wang Meng?

The day after Hu Xiaowen had delivered things to Jinbao-er, Jinbao-er had prepared some gifts to return the favor and went to their dorm. He was harshly mocked by Wang Meng then. Wang Meng had shown a look of disgust the moment he heard Hu Xiaowen’s voice.

Then his mouth was even more merciless. He said: “You better stop talking; your voice is sickening to listen to.” “Probably a ‘back-door’ traveler, so damn unlucky to run into this kind of person!”

…

This was said right in front of Jinbao-er and Hu Xiaowen. In places Jinbao-er hadn’t seen, who knew how much worse it was. At the time, he felt both humiliated and furious. But Wang Meng was tall and big. If he tried to fight him, he wouldn’t win. He could only endure it. He wanted Xiaowen to change dorms.

Who knew they would run into him again today. Hu Xiaowen didn’t want to argue with him in public. So he lowered his head, wanting to leave. Who knew Wang Meng still wasn’t willing to let him go like that.

“Disgusting thing. You’d better go to Thailand and get it cut off; that’ll end it once and for all.”