ASSHKHME Chapter 28

Chapter 28: Viral Transmission

The two-meter-wide bed was divided into clear territories, Chen Zhuo and Xie Yu tacitly sleeping on opposite edges.

Thankfully, there were two thin blankets, so they didn’t have to share one, making things slightly less awkward.

The lights were off, and the heavy curtains blocked out the moonlight. In the silent night, only their breathing could be heard.

Xie Yu lay with his arm as a pillow, unable to fall asleep as easily as usual. His mind was incredibly clear.

His dream object, a man of the same sex as him, was lying right next to him, within arm’s reach.

The body in his dreams, as white and pink as if soaked in red wine, was now wrapped in his pajamas.

Resting on his pillow, covered by his blanket, and even using his towel to dry himself after showering…

Xie Yu’s breathing grew heavier, like a rhinitis patient desperately needing oxygen, trying to absorb the faint citrus scent in the air.

He put his hand to his forehead, thinking he must be crazy to care so much about a man.

He could have easily made up an excuse to avoid his mother’s dinner invitation.

With so many rooms in the house, he could have insisted on having a guest room cleaned up.

But Xie Yu didn’t do that.

He knew he had been acting strangely lately, but he still brought Chen Zhuo home for dinner and let him share a room.

The gay virus is so scary, Xie Yu felt like he was really getting infected.

What’s worse was that his immune cells didn’t resist at all, and directly surrendered.

Xie Yu resentfully looked at Chen Zhuo, who was facing away from him, wearing Bluetooth headphones, scrolling through Douyin, laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking.

It was too much!

Chen Zhuo had just praised him for being handsome, so why could he now play on his phone without a care in the world?

Chen Zhuo was the true gay person who liked men, so why was he the one who couldn’t calm down?

Clearly…

Along with his resentment, Xie Yu felt a bit unwilling and wronged.

Could it be that he, a living, handsome man with a great body, was no match for those male internet celebrities on the phone who were posing and dancing suggestively?

Wait, was Chen Zhuo watching male internet celebrities doing suggestive dances on live stream?!!!

Xie Yu “whooshed” and threw back the covers, snatching Chen Zhuo’s phone, incredulous, “You’re actually tipping him??”

Chen Zhuo thought Xie Yu was already asleep, and was suddenly startled, “Damn! Do you have any manners! Give me back my phone!”

Xie Yu dodged Chen Zhuo’s hand, stood on the bed, raised his arm, using his height advantage to bully him.

He pointed and said, “You’re a Jiangbei University student! You’re watching people stroke their abs in the middle of the night, aren’t you ashamed!”

“Xie Yu! Are you sick! I’m so done!”

Chen Zhuo tried to grab his phone by pulling on Xie Yu’s shoulder, and cursed, “He’s a legitimate dance streamer! You have the nerve to talk about me? Haven’t you seen porn? Don’t you blush when you jerk off to actresses!”

“You, I…”

Xie Yu was never able to win against Chen Zhuo in verbal arguments, so he simply acted unreasonable, “Anyway, you’re not allowed to look at other men in my bed!”

Chen Zhuo scolded him, “You idiot! You’re really nosy!”

It was dark, and they could only see each other’s blurry outlines.

Chen Zhuo grabbed Xie Yu’s shoulder, hooked his foot out, and with a few quick moves, neatly wrestled Xie Yu onto the bed.

The mattress made a slight “creak” sound.

Chen Zhuo’s knee pressed heavily on Xie Yu’s chest, and he was about to reach for his phone, but Xie Yu unexpectedly threw the phone onto the carpet by the bed.

Immediately afterwards, his waist was pinched by Xie Yu, and in the next second, the world spun, he was flipped over by Xie Yu, and their positions were reversed.

Chen Zhuo’s back was pressed down by Xie Yu, and he took a mouthful of pillow. He struggled a few times but couldn’t break free at all. He angrily spat out, “Xie Yu! Are you a psycho!!”

“You just realized?”

Xie Yu easily picked up the phone from the carpet while still pinning Chen Zhuo down, and forcibly turned his face, “Come on, facial recognition.”

Chen Zhuo hated being completely suppressed and at someone else’s mercy. He thrashed and cursed, “Xie Yu! You bastard! Son of a bitch! You’re such an idiot! Your head is full of dog shit! Let me go! Wild pig!!”

Xie Yu thought, thanks to you, you dead gay, I can’t sleep in the middle of the night, and my head is full of you!

Xie Yu opened Chen Zhuo’s Douyin, and his eyes went dark when he saw the list of over two hundred male streamers on his followed list.

At this moment, the displeasure and unwillingness in Xie Yu’s heart reached its peak!

He was a straight man who was being made to think about men at night by Chen Zhuo.

But this abominable instigator was looking at other men!

Two hundred of them!

Chen Zhuo was looking at other men and not him! This Scumbag!

Xie Yu inexplicably felt a sense of being cheated on, and with gritted teeth, spent ten minutes unfollowing them one by one.

He also checked Chen Zhuo’s likes and comments, as well as his chat box, and it was quite clean. There was no random flirting, it was all “freeloading.”

He had only given the streamer a miserly little heart today, probably worth a dime.

Feeling somewhat relieved, Xie Yu sullenly clicked into the male streamer’s live stream interface to see what kind of beauty made Chen Zhuo willing to give a dime.

Heh, wearing a mask, probably ugly!

The body is just average! Posing suggestively! Always doing those cheap tricks!

Report and blacklist!

Chen Zhuo, who was being pinned down by him, was tired and thirsty from cursing, and his anger was almost gone.

He turned his head and saw Xie Yu’s gloomy face illuminated by the phone screen, and cautiously said, “…You’re not secretly transferring my money, are you?”

“Who cares about your measly amount.”

Xie Yu said coldly, threw the phone casually next to Chen Zhuo’s pillow, released him, and lay on the bed, kicking the blanket a few times in displeasure.

Chen Zhuo got up and quickly checked all his mobile banking apps, as well as Alipay and WeChat Pay, and not even a dime was missing.

He looked suspiciously at the back of Xie Yu’s head, which was exuding resentment, and tentatively opened Douyin.

Looking at his followed list, which only had ten study bloggers left, Chen Zhuo’s temples throbbed, and he kicked Xie Yu.

“Xie Yu, what’s wrong with you! Who allowed you to touch my follows! Who do you think you are!”

Xie Yu said slowly, “So what if I touched them? At such a young age, you’re indulging in beauty, I’m helping you walk the right path.”

“Bastard!”

Chen Zhuo angrily grabbed Xie Yu’s collar and was about to fight him, when a sonic boom, like a plane breaking the sound barrier, suddenly exploded in his ears, shaking the glass.

It sounded like thunder, and his body stiffened.

Xie Yu reacted quickly, hugged him, wrapped him in the blanket, covered his ears, and hummed, “You’re such a snob, little hedgehog, you’re only obedient when you need me.”

Chen Zhuo seemed startled, shrunk in his arms, and didn’t refute for a moment.

Taking advantage of his lack of vigilance, Xie Yu kindly persuaded, “Those male internet celebrities are all makeup and filters, maybe their abs are even muscle suits, the internet is unreliable, Little Zhuo’er.”

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See, without a title, you’ll get kicked even if you’re jealous.