Chapter 2785 The Online Game Master's "Straight Male" Roommate 29

Cheng Lang drove on the way back.

The car was dimly lit, so Jin Chen decided to pretend he was blind and started eating the apples he had been eating.

Suddenly, Cheng Lang, in the driver's seat, spoke up abruptly, "Xiao Chen, that guy's pecs are definitely not as well-developed as mine. Don't like him."

"cough……"

Jin Chen almost choked on the apple, and quickly turned his face to the side and coughed a few times before he could catch his breath.

He glanced at Cheng Lang in the light streaming through the window, his peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly. "I don't like him."

Jin Chen smiled listlessly, no longer daring to bite into the apple. "But senior, why wouldn't you listen to my explanation just now? Were you afraid of hearing something?"

"I didn't," Cheng Lang denied.

Jin Chen didn't believe it; it was clearly there, and quite a lot of it.

"The class monitor asked me to deliver flowers to his brother. I sent a message to the senior student."

He waved his phone, the screen light reflecting a mocking smile on his lips. "Senior didn't see it, and he wouldn't let me finish what I was saying. He just stood there lost in thought, sulking. How unreasonable."

"Speaking of which, were you just concerned about me, senior? Were you afraid I'd fall for someone else?"

Senior, senior.

Cheng Lang wasn't jealous, but hearing that form of address made him uneasy.

"Xiao Chen hasn't called me 'brother' in a long time."

Upon hearing this, Jin Chen's smile deepened. "Ah... so, it's concern from your brother?"

Cheng Lang: "..."

He stopped talking and drove in silence.

-

Back home, Jin Chen was finally not completely blind. After changing into slippers, she looked up and noticed that Cheng Lang's eyes were slightly red and he looked inexplicably listless.

Jin Chen's heart skipped a beat.

broken.

I angered my wife.

Jin Chen grasped Cheng Lang's finger, her voice softening, "Brother..."

Cheng Lang's fingers trembled slightly as he held Jin Chen's hand, and he pushed Jin Chen into the room.

"Xiao Chen, go to the bedroom and wait for me, okay?"

Jin Chen raised an eyebrow, obediently letting him push her two steps toward the bedroom, then turned back, curious, "What kind of gift is this that's so mysterious, and you're giving it to her in the bedroom?"

Cheng Lang's ears turned red. "...Wait for me, it'll be ready soon."

Jin Chen stopped teasing him, smiled, and was then led to the door.

Cheng Lang has lived for over twenty years and considers himself a straight man with impeccable integrity. He never imagined that he would prepare such a gift and do such a thing just to please someone.

All I want is for Jin Chen to like me.

If... it's not too late.

Once, Cheng Lang was cooking noodles in the kitchen, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and an apron. Jin Chen strolled in, looked at him for a while, and said that he looked rather awkward dressed like that, and that he looked like he was easy to hug.

At the time, he was completely clueless and laughed as he slapped Jin Chen's hand away.

Looking back now, it actually suits tonight quite well.

Cheng Lang thought about it for a long time, afraid that Jin Chen would be sad and disagree with his belated response, so he decided to make Jin Chen happy first.

In the bedroom, Jin Chen waited for a long time but Cheng Lang didn't come in. She wasn't in a hurry. She took the time to wash up and lay down on the bed, casually opening the red gift bag that the class monitor had given her.

As expected, it was a typical Christmas set from the college store: a golden bell with a velvet bow, three fancy-packaged candy canes, and a thermos with a Santa Claus design.

Jin Chen picked up the small bell, twirled it between her fingers, and heard its clear sound. She then casually placed it on the bedside table.

I bet the Lord God is going to confess his love, 100%!

Zero rolled around excitedly on the bed. [Host, I'll bet two thousand points.]

Jin Chen flicked the little dumpling that rolled in front of her, making it tumble over, looking smug.

No gambling.

[It's an inevitable outcome, so what's the point of gambling?]

Ling Gun Gun failed to earn any points, chuckled, picked up the candy cane that Jin Chen had placed on the bedside table, and crawled into the dark room.

How should we divide the three candies? The eldest gets two, and I get one.

In the end, the Pixiu ate three!

-

Jin Chen leaned against the headboard, a rare feeling of anticipation and excitement rising within her.

A few minutes later, the doorknob turned gently, and the door slowly opened.

Jin Chen looked up and his breath hitched.

Cheng Lang had taken a shower, her hair was wet and hung over her forehead, making her look more languid and sexy than usual. She was wearing a white, fluffy apron.

That was clearly not an apron for proper cooking.

The short style only reaches the waist, and the soft, fluffy white fur makes the exposed shoulders and chest appear even whiter.

The plush ribbon is tied in a knot at the lower back, creating a narrow and slender waistline, along with beautiful and well-proportioned muscles, and the veins on the thin skin of the arms are just right.

Full of contradictions and harmony, innocent yet seductive.

The warm yellow light fell on Cheng Lang, giving his white fur a soft glow, making him look fragrant and soft.

Cheng Lang stood at the door and saw the fleeting look of amazement and affection in Jin Chen's eyes, along with his burning gaze, which eased most of his tension.

Jin Chen likes it.

Cheng Lang's heart beat faster, filled with a secret thrill of triumph, and a desire to get closer and be possessed.

He gently closed the door behind him, walked to the bedside, leaned down slightly, and knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, so that Jin Chen could see him more clearly... and his attire.

"Xiao Chen, it's my fault."

Jin Chen slowly lowered her eyes to look into the chest muscles that were constricted by the edge of the fluffy apron, and listened as he continued.

"I misunderstood before. I was too stupid and said such awful things that made you sad."

Cheng Lang continued speaking earnestly, as if he wanted to lay his heart bare for him to see, "I shouldn't have said anything about friends, that's not what I really wanted, and I regret it."

He raised his hand and gently stroked Jin Chen's cheek with his fingertips. "Xiao Chen, let's not be just friends anymore, okay?"

"Can you continue to like me?"

Jin Chen reached out, hooked her fingertips around the apron strap at Cheng Lang's lower back, and gently tugged at it.

The soft ribbon wrapped around his fingertips; with a little force, the knot could actually be untied.

But he didn't. He just slowly played with the belt, feeling the muscles in his lower back that were tightening as a result.

"Cheng Lang," Jin Chen called him by his full name for the first time, "Do you like me now?"

Cheng Lang's handsome face flushed even more, his gaze intense. "I like it."

“Xiao Chen… I’m still attractive to you, right? Like this…”

He shifted slightly, making his white, fluffy apron stand out even more under the light.

Cheng Lang did such a bold thing ultimately to confirm whether Jin Chen still had that attraction that could make his heart flutter.

Jin Chen chuckled, released his grip on the apron strap, and instead stroked Cheng Lang's back gently to soothe him.

"Of course I do." Jin Chen looked at him. "I love you the most, brother. Always have I."

Cheng Lang felt a bittersweet ache in his heart, filled with an indescribable joy and satisfaction.

After waiting and agonizing for so long, we've finally reached this moment of mutual affection.

All the previous hesitation, anxiety, and self-doubt seemed insignificant at this moment.

[The villain's heart rate is detected +20, totaling 80! 】