ASSHKHME Chapter 3

Chapter 3: My Type

“You—”

Xie Yu was completely provoked. He grabbed Chen Zhuo’s collar, raised his fist, and was about to punch him.

The two roommates behind him, who were always ready, quickly rushed forward to grab Xie Yu’s arms and pull him away, desperately fighting against his bull-like strength. “Yu-ge! Calm down! Calm down! Let’s talk nicely!”

Chen Zhuo acted as if he couldn’t see the frantic Xie Yu beside him. He leisurely licked the yogurt bottle cap clean and threw it into the trash can. Then, he walked up to Xie Yu, who was being held by the arms, and stopped.

Xie Yu stopped struggling, his tightly furrowed brows showing confusion, “Huh?”

Chen Zhuo smiled and made an “OK” gesture. He brought his hand to his mouth and exhaled a breath, then flicked Xie Yu a loud brain-flick.

The world instantly fell silent.

Xie Yu’s forehead reddened, and soon his face followed, spreading all the way to his neck, turning hot.

Humiliation! Humiliation!! Too humiliating!!!

“Chen Zhuo! You’re really asking for it!!! I’m going to fuck you up today!! Let me go!”

Xie Yu broke free from his two chick-like roommates with a backhand, rushed forward, grabbed Chen Zhuo’s collar, and pulled him toward himself. Chen Zhuo followed closely, shaking his fist. A war was about to break out.

“Bang—” The dormitory door was forcefully pushed open from the outside.

The dormitory auntie stood with her hands on her hips, holding a feather duster, her eyebrows raised in anger, glaring at them, and scolding, “What’s all the noise! It’s the first day of school and you want to turn the place upside down! Do you want a disciplinary action! Do I need to contact your counselor!”

In a flash, Xie Yu felt his waist being hugged. A warm, elastic body was pressed against him, with only a thin layer of short-sleeved fabric in between.

A gentle and soft voice sounded close to his ear, “Auntie, we’re just playing around, it’s just a little loud.”

Chen Zhuo’s appearance was very deceptive. His eyes were very beautiful, his pupils dark and bright, his eyelashes slightly curled, and his smile would curve into a soft arc.

Very well-behaved.

Completely opposite of his personality.

Xie Yu was a little dazed. Chen Zhuo’s small curly hair brushed his cheek, tickling him, and the sweet scent of citrus drilled straight into his nose.

“Playing around and making such a big commotion?”

The dormitory auntie suspiciously stared at the two of them, her eyes sharp, judging the truthfulness of Chen Zhuo’s words.

Chen Zhuo hugged Xie Yu even tighter, even stroking Xie Yu’s back up and down, causing his firm back muscles to tense up.

Chen Zhuo looked up to meet Xie Yu’s eyes, smiling, and gritting his teeth, he whispered, “Little Yu, explain quickly, don’t make Auntie worry.”

Xie Yu was aroused by his “Little Yu,” goosebumps erupting all over his body. He looked at Chen Zhuo with a complicated expression, as if he were looking at a ghost.

Thinking about how this person’s face changed so quickly, why study architecture? He should go to the film and drama academy.

Suddenly, his side waist was pinched, and Xie Yu winced in pain.

He turned to smile at the dormitory auntie, “Yes, Auntie, we’re just playing around, we have a great relationship, it’s like love at first sight.”

After speaking, Xie Yu, like “good brothers,” put one hand on Chen Zhuo’s waist and the other on his back, patting him hard twice, retaliating for Chen Zhuo’s pinch.

The dormitory auntie was experienced and knowledgeable, and these little tricks were not enough to fool her, but after all, it was the first day of school for the new students. As long as they didn’t go too far, she was too lazy to deal with these energetic little rascals.

She turned her attention to the two honest and well-behaved boys next to them, and said to Zhao Jiashu and Li Ang, “Keep an eye on them, get along well.”

Zhao Jiashu and Li Ang nodded their heads like garlic mashers, smiling and sending the dormitory auntie out the door. When they came back, they saw that these two troublemakers were still hugging each other.

Zhao Jiashu was about to say “The auntie is already far away,” but Li Ang winked at him slyly, so he changed his words to: “You two keep it up, the auntie is eavesdropping with the feather duster.”

Logically speaking, only kindergarten children would believe this, but Chen Zhuo was afraid that the dormitory auntie would really contact the counselor and then invite his parents.

Chen Zhuo had no parents, no relatives, only Xu Qingyou would educate him, this bad child, again and again without getting bored.

But he was already an adult, and in any case, he didn’t want to trouble Xu Qingyou anymore.

Xie Yu was annoyed by the sweet citrus scent, and pushed Chen Zhuo away, “It’s so hot, hugging endlessly.”

Chen Zhuo staggered and bumped his back against the bed frame, wincing in pain.

Xie Yu moved his wrists, preparing to welcome this kid’s venomous words, determined to be fast, accurate, and ruthless, and never give Chen Zhuo a chance to scratch or bite.

However, Chen Zhuo didn’t say a word. He picked up the plastic basin from under the table and put in some shower gel, facial cleanser, and bottles and cans that Xie Yu didn’t recognize, and walked towards the bathroom.

Xie Yu watched him leave, the anger in his body dissipated by his actions, and he asked a question from the depths of his soul, “Is Chen Zhuo this kid a schizophrenic?”

“Aiya, our wish is peace and love~”

Zhao Jiashu enviously pinched Xie Yu’s biceps, “Yu-ge, how did you train this? It’s awesome! Can I touch your abs?”

Xie Yu was very generous, “Naturally gifted, go ahead.”

Chen Zhuo came out after taking a shower. His hair was wetter and curlier, and the ends were still dripping. He casually wiped it twice with a towel, and disgustedly avoided the three boys playing together beside him.

He saw Xie Yu surrounded by them, Zhao Jiashu and Li Ang’s four shameless paws touching him, “Wow! The pectoral muscles are soft! Hehehehehehe—”

Straight men really know how to play.

Chen Zhuo shook his head speechlessly, twisted open a bottle of mineral water, took a sip, and leaned against the table, half-squinting his eyes to look at Xie Yu.

Even if he defined Xie Yu as a complete idiot, he had to admit that this guy’s figure and appearance were top-notch.

He looked pretty good when he smiled, and he also had small fangs.

His waist also looked very strong.

Chen Zhuo rubbed the mineral water bottle, and in the “creaky” turning sound of the broken fan, he secretly cursed that God was not doing his job well.

He’s my type, what a pity.

“You bastard, are you a pervert! Don’t rub my chest!”

Xie Yu smiled and dodged Zhao Jiashu’s perverted hands, his eyes glancing at Chen Zhuo’s gaze.

But when he looked over, Chen Zhuo had already turned around to clean up the table, putting the new books he had received in the morning into the bookshelf in order of size, and tidying up the small objects. He must have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Chen Zhuo changed his clothes after taking a shower, a sleeveless T-shirt and loose shorts, wearing a pair of flip-flops.

The cuffs were wide, stretching with his movements, and you could see the beautiful serratus anterior muscles, showing signs of exercise.

Xie Yu only glanced at it before withdrawing his gaze and continuing to tease with the two of them.

A dirty thought flashed through his mind.

This kid’s skin is really white.

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Jiu Jiu’s little tip:

It’s not a straight man turned gay in the literal sense.

Before Xie Yu had a correct understanding of homosexuality, he instinctively developed “desire” for Chen Zhuo.