Chapter 2774 The Online Game Master's "Straight Male" Roommate 14

The sky darkened completely before we knew it, and a few lights began to appear outside the window.

The sound of a key turning came from the doorway, and a figure exuding a chilling aura pushed the door open and entered.

Jin Chen put down her backpack and changed her shoes in the entryway. Her nose and cheeks were red from the cold winter wind, and her eyelashes were covered with a bit of unmelted frost.

As Cheng Lang approached, he saw Jin Chen's nose, which was red from the cold, and felt extremely distressed. He asked with some confusion, "Didn't you have no evening classes today? Why are you so late coming home?"

He warmed Jin Chen's cheek with his palm, "Look how cold you are."

Jin Chen wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her cold face in his warm, soft neck.

Cheng Lang shivered from the cold, but didn't push Jin Chen away. He rubbed the back of Jin Chen's neck and said, "You're so cold."

“There was a group assignment,” Jin Chen nuzzled against his neck. “The group members were unreliable, and the discussion took a long time and wasted time.”

Jin Chen looked up, his face sour and his brows furrowed. "It's so annoying."

Jin Chen thought to herself, "I wish there were no group assignments in this world."

Even gods get bogged down in group assignments. Zero Rolling shook his head in agreement.

Looking at his cold, tired, and depressed appearance, Cheng Lang couldn't help but feel sorry for him. As someone who had been through it, he could completely understand the despair of being dominated by group assignments. He smiled and coaxed him, "Alright, alright, don't be angry."

"I'll make you some roasted milk; didn't you say you wanted some yesterday?"

Jin Chen lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and nodded.

The roasted milk is good, you can drink it, and you can also... drink it.

Jin Chen's depressed mood vanished instantly.

Jin Chen snuggled closer to Cheng Lang, the refreshing scent of soap lingering in her nostrils. Her hands, however, were not so well-behaved. They slipped under the hem of Cheng Lang's sweater, her cool palms pressing against his abs, while her other hand encircled his strong waistline, her fingertips caressing it.

"Your body feels so warm, senior." Jin Chen enjoyed it as a matter of course.

Cheng Lang's abs tightened from the stimulation. He rubbed Jin Chen's earlobe, which was also ice-cold. "I didn't go out today, how could I not be hot?"

He explained with a smile that he was indulging the slight itching sensation on his waist.

On a winter evening, the cold wind howled outside the window, but the house was well-heated.

Besides a steaming hot pot, it's also perfect for gathering around a stove to brew tea.

Cheng Lang specially prepared a spice packet for boiling and roasting milk. He grabbed a blanket from the sofa and wrapped it around Jin Chen without saying a word, making him look like a lazy big cat. Then he pulled him to sit down on the carpet next to the sofa and set up the portable gas stove and the ceramic pot for boiling.

First, put the black tea and rock sugar into a jar and stir-fry slowly over low heat.

Soon, the sweet aroma of caramel and the fragrance of tea filled the air, creating a warm and rich atmosphere.

Jin Chen turned to the side, her chin lazily resting on Cheng Lang's shoulder, watching his movements with her eyes down.

The warm air and the aroma of tea create a sense of languidness that spreads throughout the body.

He turned his head and brought his nose close to Cheng Lang's neck to sniff lightly. Cheng Lang's body temperature was infused with the aroma of caramel tea, warm and comforting.

"Brother," Jin Chen suddenly called out to him, almost in a murmur.

"Hmm?" Cheng Lang responded subconsciously, his hands still stirring the food, and asked slowly, "What's wrong?"

Jin Chen stared at the skin on Cheng Lang's neck, which rippled slightly with his stirring motions.

I want to bite you.

Cheng Lang paused for a moment, the syrup sizzling at the bottom of the jar, and glanced at Jin Chen's captivating eyes.

He chuckled, his hands still busy, and casually said, "Didn't you eat enough for dinner? I'll cook you some roasted milk, and then I'll make some dumplings later?"

"..."

Jin Chen didn't continue the conversation.

His eyes darkened, and he leaned in, his thin, soft lips capturing Cheng Lang's neck.

"!"

Cheng Lang's hand trembled, and he almost knocked the jar over.

The tingling, slightly stinging sensation made his scalp tingle for a moment.

"Really...really bite? You..." He frantically steadied the jar, afraid the sugar would burn, and quickly added some water. Watching the tea boil again, he sighed helplessly and indulgently, his voice softening, "Alright...be gentle."

He thought that Jin Chen had a bad day today, with her group assignment going poorly and her coming back freezing cold. It was normal for her to be in a bad mood and a little irritable.

Let them bite, it doesn't hurt.

Cheng Lang made Jin Chen more comfortable, completely giving in to her every whim.

Having received tacit approval, Jin Chen no longer held back.

He tightened his arms around Cheng Lang's waist, burying his face in them.

While keeping an eye on the bubbling tea and controlling the heat, Cheng Lang was also distracted by the continuous tingling sensation on the side of his neck, and his heartbeat became inexplicably erratic.

The cell phone, which was placed next to the coffee table, rang at an inopportune moment.

The ringtone broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the small space.

Jin Chen paused, slowly loosened her jaw, looked up at her constantly ringing phone, and then at Cheng Lang's reddened neck.

"Brother, I'll go get you some goji berries." Jin Chen stood up, picked up his phone, and went to the kitchen to answer the call.

Cheng Lang raised his hand to touch the side of his neck, shook his head and smiled, then turned his attention back to the roasted milk.

Jin Chen's laptop was still open on the carpet. Cheng Lang glanced at it casually and noticed several files on the desktop.

Cheng Lang's gaze suddenly froze, and his pupils contracted.

Just now, when Jin Chen was biting her neck, she didn't react much, but now, a chill ran straight to the top of her head.

Documents for studying abroad.

Jin Chen... is going abroad to study.

How come he had no idea when this happened? Jin Chen had never mentioned it.

For a moment, Cheng Lang felt a sense of panic, as if something extremely important, something that had quietly become part of his life, was about to be forcibly stripped away.

Isn't it good for them to be like this now?

We go to class and eat together every day, go out and play together, take care of each other, and occasionally have some fun like tonight... Isn't that great?

Why would Jin Chen want to leave?

Is it because Jin Chen still doesn't feel a sense of belonging at this school, or is it because... he hasn't done enough to make Jin Chen consider him a trustworthy brother?

From the kitchen, one could faintly hear Jin Chen talking on the phone.

In this corner of the living room, roasted milk is gently bubbling in a jar.

After dealing with her father's routine inquiries about her studies and her position at the family group, Jin Chen casually picked up the goji berries that had been forgotten on the kitchen counter and returned to the living room.

In the living room, the milk tea in the ceramic pot was bubbling away, but Cheng Lang seemed lost in thought, his face expressionless, completely unaware that the milk tea in the pot was about to overflow.

"Senior, what are you thinking about? It's about to burn."

Cheng Lang snapped out of his daze and quickly turned down the heat, watching the milk foam slowly subside.

He turned to look at Jin Chen, his voice softening, "Xiao Chen, you...you're going to study abroad?"

Jin Chen was about to pour the goji berries into the jar when she heard this, she paused, and nodded in confusion.

"Studying abroad? Oh, that was my idea before I transferred to University A."

He tilted his head. "Back then, I had a big fight with my dad. I thought that since the emperor was far away, it would be the easiest thing to do to leave. So I just glanced at the documents."

Jin Chen glanced at the laptop screen and suddenly realized, "Senior, you've seen these files?"

Cheng Lang's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and the feeling of weightlessness and panic dissipated. "Yeah, I caught a glimpse of it by accident."

Jin Chen leaned over and, in front of Cheng Lang, deleted all the files and emptied the recycle bin.

After doing all this, he sat back down, leaned against Cheng Lang, wrapped his arms around his waist, and pressed his face against his chest.

"Don't worry, senior. Those were just ways I thought of to escape things when I was young and didn't know any better, just to go against my family."

He tightened his grip on his arm. "Things are different now."

Cheng Lang subconsciously held his breath, looked down at him, and waited for him to say what he would say next.

He himself was unaware of the intense, almost breathless concern hidden in his gaze as he stared at Jin Chen.

Jin Chen looked up into his eyes and said, "Senior is very important to me, so I'm reluctant to go abroad."

These words soothed Cheng Lang's anxious heart, and in an instant, his heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, returned to its original place.

He didn't even have time to discern what the quiet sense of relief towards Jin Chen that had arisen within these complex emotions truly meant.

I just think this is good enough.

Xiao Chen was willing to stay and stay by his side.