Chapter 2770 The Online Game Master's "Straight Male" Roommate 10
The next morning, neither of them had classes, and Cheng Lang was woken up by his cell phone ringing.
Before he could fully regain consciousness, he groggily turned over to reach for his phone. As soon as he moved his arm, he felt something pressing down on him, and heard warm breath in his arms.
Cheng Lang paused, belatedly recalling the events of the previous night.
He carefully turned his head to the side, and through the light filtering through the curtains, he saw Jin Chen burying his head in his chest, his black hair brushing against his chin, fast asleep, one hand unconsciously clutching his pajamas.
Cheng Lang's heart softened. He moved gently, stretched out his arm to retrieve the still-vibrating phone, and squinted at the caller ID.
He answered the call and lowered his voice, "What's wrong, Chan?"
Xu Can's wailing came from the other end of the phone, "Langzi! Help! The dormitory building has lost power and heating. They said it's a line problem, and the repairs won't be until at least tomorrow."
"I'm working on my graduation project in front of the computer in my dorm, and my hands are practically frozen solid. All the guys with girlfriends have gone off to find some comfort, leaving us a few lonely guys shivering. Please help me out, bro! Let me stay for the night, or I can even come to your place to warm up!"
As Cheng Lang listened, he unconsciously raised his hand and smoothed Jin Chen's hair, which was sticking up from sleeping, his eyes softening.
Disturbed by the sound of the phone call, Jin Chen raised her head from his chest and met Cheng Lang's lowered gaze. After a couple of seconds of eye contact, she determined that nothing serious had happened, so she buried her face back down and adjusted her position to be more comfortable.
This time, it wasn't just his profile; the corner of his lips also brushed against his chest muscles. Jin Chen felt the firm, elastic texture under his palm, and his thoughts swirled in a chaotic mess.
I want to bite...
Jin Chen closed his eyes, suppressing his impulse, and gently rubbed his cheek against Cheng Lang's. The hand that was on Cheng Lang's waist followed the familiar route from his sleep, gently touching the lines of his abdominal muscles.
Jin Chen raised her eyes again and looked at Cheng Lang.
Cheng Lang's abdominal muscles tightened slightly when he was touched, and his breath hitched. He didn't push it away immediately, perhaps because he felt that there was no need for two grown men to make a fuss, or perhaps... because it was Jin Chen, his soft and indulgent side prevailed.
He was distracted by Xu Can's frantic voice on the phone, "My power is out here too, the whole area is under maintenance, heating? Of course, there's no heating either."
"Damn it!" Xu Can wailed on the other end. "Forget it, I'd better find a hotel with heating to stay in."
"Then you'll be all alone and cold, wrapped tightly in your blanket, shivering."
Upon hearing the second half of the sentence, Cheng Lang glanced down at Jin Chen, whose hands were still wandering, and couldn't help but chuckle. The vibration in his chest was transmitted to the other body pressed against him. "Well, not really."
"It's warm here."
After hanging up the phone, Cheng Lang casually tossed it back onto the pillow. Only then did he finally have a free hand. He reached into the warm blankets and grabbed Jin Chen's hand, which was still exploring his abs, holding it in his palm.
"Why are you always touching me?" He grabbed Jin Chen's fingertips. "Are you envious? Don't you have abs too?"
Jinchen: "..."
He lifted his head from Cheng Lang's chest, met his smiling eyes, and slowly smiled back, his peach blossom eyes glistening with moisture as if he had just woken up.
Jin Chen grabbed Cheng Lang's fingers in return and scratched his palm with her fingertips.
"Can't I touch you?" Jin Chen's voice was slightly hoarse as she stared straight at Cheng Lang, speaking with a straight face. "Your body is warm and feels nice. I like it very much."
These words were spoken so frankly and openly that they didn't seem intimate at all, and Cheng Lang immediately chuckled, "Alright then,"
He generously said, "I'll let you touch it a little longer. It feels pretty good. I've practiced for quite a while."
"What do you want to eat later? I'll make it for you. There are dumplings in the fridge, or maybe noodles? There's no electricity at home, so I can only make something simple."
Jin Chen raised an eyebrow slightly and snuggled closer to Cheng Lang, this time hugging him without any hesitation, resting her chin on Cheng Lang's shoulder.
"I don't know, I like whatever my senior does."
Cheng Lang felt an itch on his neck from being rubbed, his mind filled with the satisfaction of needing and the urge to protect, and for a moment he also felt that he had tasted the sweetness.
[The villain's heart rate is detected +4, totaling 14! 】
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a few days later.
The bell rang to signal the end of afternoon classes. Cheng Lang and Xu Can discussed in hushed tones the revisions to the graduation project they had just been assigned, and prepared to pack up and leave.
The classroom door opened, and Hua Yu, having somehow obtained Cheng Lang's class schedule, timidly asked, "Excuse me... is senior Cheng Lang here?"
Upon seeing the newcomer, many students displayed subtle expressions. Wasn't this the frail junior who had caused such a stir recently, the one who came to cause trouble for Cheng Lang?
Cheng Lang frowned upon hearing the sound, looked up, and sure enough, it was Hua Yu again.
An impatience flashed across his face as he glanced at a seat diagonally behind him. Xu Qian was still there, head down, seemingly packing his things, but his movements were somewhat stiff.
"Fine." Cheng Lang sneered inwardly. Perfect, let's settle this once and for all, so it doesn't drag on forever.
Xu Can nudged him with his elbow, winked, and lowered his voice, "Damn, this guy's like a ghost, here again?"
Cheng Lang closed his laptop and neatly stuffed it into his laptop bag.
He stood up and looked at Hua Yu, whose eyes were slightly red. "You've come to see Jian Guang Leng?"
Hua Yu bit her lower lip, took a few steps into the classroom, shook her head, and said in a choked voice, "Senior Cheng, I came to find you... I read the post on the forum, I misunderstood, I mistook you for someone else... But, but I still like you! From the very first time I met you at school, I..."
He was slender and delicate, and at this moment, with red eyes, a pale face, and a sorrowful tone, he certainly looked like someone who could easily arouse the protective instincts and sympathy of others.
However, when Cheng Lang looked at him, he felt nothing but annoyance, not a ripple of emotion.
He just found it very troublesome, extremely troublesome.
Upon hearing this, the students who were originally preparing to leave or were still dawdling immediately perked up!
What? A graduation project? What? An internship? That's nothing compared to the gossip!
They sat back down, pretending to rummage through their bags, straining their ears, and acting as if they were very busy.
Cheng Lang had his hands in his down jacket pockets, his posture casual yet aloof. "I wasn't the one who dated you online for two months and cheated on you in the game. What do you want from me? Perfect timing."
He pulled out a few neatly folded sheets of printed paper from the side pocket of his laptop bag, turned around, walked a few steps to Xu Qian's desk, slammed the papers on the desk, and pressed his other hand heavily on Xu Qian's shoulder as he was about to get up, forcibly pushing him back into his seat.
"Your online crush, Jian Guang Leng himself, is right here," Cheng Lang said calmly, looking at Hua Yu who was staring in astonishment.
Hua Yu was stunned. He didn't expect Cheng Lang to find out who Jian Guang Leng was so quickly.
He followed Cheng Lang's gaze to Xu Qian, but he didn't actually recognize that this was the senior who had given him the game ID "Cheng Lang". He only felt a surge of anger at being fooled and deceived, which made his vision go black.
