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

School has been in session for another week or two.

Zhao Yuheng was scrolling through videos in bed when there was a knock on the door, and then someone walked in.

He looked up and saw it was Jin Bao'er's younger brother, Liu Yu, standing at the door with some hope.

"Heng-ge, I'm looking for my brother, isn't he home?"

"He went to participate in a college student literary creation competition, which was a closed-door event where cell phones weren't allowed," Zhao Yuheng replied.

"Did they say when they'd be back?"

Liu Yu added, "I sent him a message this morning but he didn't reply. I thought he was busy and forgot."

"Tonight, please."

"Okay," Liu Yu said, and seeing that she hadn't found anyone, she picked up her foot to leave.

"Do you need to see him about something?"

"Nothing much, just invited him over to hang out and see him."

"Then I'll play with you." With that, Zhao Yuheng got up and started putting on his pants.

Liu Yu then got a good look at Zhao Yuheng's figure.

The black athletic short-sleeved shirt clung tightly to his muscular biceps, making them particularly noticeable.

Her shoulders and back were so broad that they filled the fabric, and even the way she raised her arms revealed the strength in her waist and abdomen. Her thighs were as thick as her waist.

No wonder his brother always sighs when he sees Heng's workout photos.

He said he could train for years and still not achieve this level. With such natural talent, it would be impossible without some natural ability.

"Come on, I'll show you around."

Today is Saturday, and the eldest and second eldest brothers went out to find girls again.

Zhao Yuheng had nothing to do, so he decided to take his younger brother for a good look around.

He heard from Jin Bao'er that Liu Yu had skipped a grade and was a top student, so he immediately thought more highly of him.

Zhao Yuheng took Liu Yu to lunch, and then they went to play billiards.

While playing ball, I ran into a few classmates. Although Liu Yu knew a little bit, her skills weren't particularly impressive.

Zhao Yuheng didn't mind and teamed up with him, patiently teaching him positioning and cueing techniques, and managed to improve him so much that the opposing team cursed him.

"Hey Zhao Yuheng, you could have easily played all the way through by yourself, why did you have to bring a newbie along?"

A blond guy, leaning on his billiard cue, joked, "If you used this method to pick up girls, you'd be hooked every time!"

Zhao Yuheng shot the last ball into the hole with one stroke, and smiled faintly: "Don't joke around, he's my younger brother, if I don't take care of him, who will?"

Although this is Zhao Yuheng and his classmates' home turf.

He was afraid that Liu Yu would be neglected, so he would always strike up a conversation with him during breaks in the game.

They even deliberately steered the conversation towards him, allowing him to join in, which could be considered as fulfilling their duties as hosts to the fullest extent.

The two had dinner together again, but Jin Bao'er still didn't come back.

I can't get through on the phone either, so the competition must still be going on.

Zhao Yuheng took Liu Yu to the nearest bus stop.

Just before leaving, Liu Yu suddenly spoke.

He shuffled his toes along the ground, his voice low: "Heng-ge, during the New Year, didn't you always send my brother pictures of his muscles?"

Zhao Yuheng, with his hands in his pockets, was slightly taken aback by the question.

A barely perceptible hint of embarrassment flashed across her face as she looked at Liu Yu.

Seeing the strange look on his face, Liu Yu knew what was going on. He took a deep breath and continued:

"My brother is a bit naive. If someone is nice to him, he'll open his heart to them and trust everyone."

Liu Yu paused, stammering, "It's just... um... which one..."

Seeing his flustered appearance, Zhao Yuheng's expression turned serious: "Say what you want to say, it's okay, I don't eat people."

"That's right, my brother is soft-hearted and easily hurt."

Liu Yu raised her head, her eyes filled with the trepidation and earnestness of youth:

"I just hope that if you don't want to be good to him anymore in the future, don't be so heartless when you leave. Say goodbye to him properly and don't make him too sad."

After saying that, he quickly lowered his head, knowing that his request was both presumptuous and unreasonable.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yuheng's heart trembled violently.

His brow furrowed instantly, and his tone deepened: "What do you mean?"

"I didn't mean anything by it."

Liu Yu bit her lip, not daring to look him in the eye, "I'm just afraid you're just being curious and teasing him."

After listening, Zhao Yuheng twitched the corner of his mouth.

The smile didn't reach his eyes; it carried a hint of self-mocking coldness.

"You think I'm just playing around? You think your brother's pathetic and funny, so you tease him, and then you just dump him when you're done?"

Liu Yu didn't speak, but looked up at him with worry in her eyes.

Zhao Yuheng was clearly angry; his face darkened, and his knuckles clenched so tightly they turned white. But when he looked at Liu Yu's youthful face...

She forced herself to suppress her anger and bent down to look him in the eye.

He raised his hand and patted his chest, his tone unusually solemn:

"Okay, I'll give you a straight answer today. I, Zhao Yuheng, truly consider your brother a brother, and I will protect him for the rest of my life."

Even if we do part ways in the future, I will never do anything to hurt him.

Just as they finished speaking, the bus arrived at the stop and stopped in front of them.

"Okay, Heng-ge, I believe you."

A glint appeared in Liu Yu's eyes, and she quickly said, "You must take good care of my brother; he had a very hard life before."

After saying that, he turned around and quickly boarded the bus.

Zhao Yuheng stood in the cold wind, watching the direction the bus had gone, and remained motionless for a long time.

Only when the cold wind blew into his collar did he turn around and walk back to the dormitory.

That evening, Jin Bao'er finally returned to her dormitory, and the first thing she did was to charge her phone.

Zhao Yuheng told him that Liu Yu had come to see him and had been entertained for a whole day.

Jin Bao'er's heart was burning with excitement.

Without saying a word, he picked up Zhao Yuheng's towel, socks, and shoes, and took the basin to the water room.

They washed them very carefully, even scrubbing the treads on the soles until they were spotless.

"Stop washing so often, or I'll run out of socks to wear."

Zhao Yuheng leaned against the dormitory door frame, watching Jin Bao'er return after washing her clothes.

He complained, but couldn't help but smile broadly.

"It's okay, I bought you ten pairs of pure cotton ones online. They're very soft, and you can wear two pairs every day for more than half a month."

Jin Bao'er shook the water off her hands and smiled, her eyes crinkling.

Zhao Yuheng scoffed: "I'm not that delicate."

After saying that, he crossed his legs and sat back on the bed, scrolling through videos with his fingers, but the smile on his lips never faded.

……

Today's class was a career planning class for college students. The teacher had only covered half of the lesson when he asked the class monitor to divide the class into several groups to create a PowerPoint presentation and send someone to the stage to give the presentation.

Jin Bao'er approached Zhao Yuheng early on, saying she wanted to be in his group, but then the group list was read out.

He was unfortunately assigned to Yang Hui's group, which was truly a case of rivals meeting and their eyes turning red with envy.

Unbeknownst to him, Yang Hui had already learned from others that he liked Zhao Yuheng.

This group assignment was something Yang Hui specifically mentioned to the class monitor.

Yang Hui was appointed as the group leader and directly assigned tasks, pushing the task of giving the speech on stage to Jin Bao'er, while the others were responsible for finding materials and making PPTs.

Jin Bao'er had no objections; giving a speech on stage could also help her develop her stage presence, so she agreed.

As soon as the bell rang, Zhao Yuheng grabbed Jin Bao'er by the neck.

His strong biceps gripped him tightly, and his tone, slightly coquettish yet domineering, said, "Want to play basketball with me tonight?"

"No way, Yang Hui wants our group to go to the classroom tonight to discuss the PPT," Jin Bao'er said helplessly.

Zhao Yuheng frowned, his face full of disdain: "Is it really necessary to make such a fuss over a lousy career planning PPT?"

Jin Bao'er also felt it was unnecessary, as she had assumed everyone would send him the information.

He just read it once on stage and that's it; it's not like it's some kind of competition where you're aiming for an award.

But the team leader has already spoken, so it wouldn't be good not to go.

"Okay, when you're done, remember to bring me some water."

"Why don't you buy one yourself?"

"I want to drink yours, is that a problem?"

Jin Bao'er: "..."

Sometimes I really wonder what's going on in these straight men's heads?