ASSHKHME Chapter 30

Chapter 30: Getting the Taste

Thanks to Chen Zhuo, Xie Yu had a night of absurd, lewd dreams.

The protagonists in the dream were only him and Chen Zhuo, and the location was his bedroom.

Besides the bed, the scenes included the floor, sofa, bathroom, floor-to-ceiling windows, and so on.

Anyway, almost everything that was shown in those movies, he replayed in his dream.

In the early morning, he was awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window. Xie Yu opened his eyes groggily and saw Chen Zhuo, who was sleeping soundly with his face pressed against his shoulder.

His hair was messy, his fan-like eyelashes drooped gently over his lower eyelids, and his lips were slightly red, as if beckoning someone to kiss them.

Last night, Chen Zhuo didn’t waste a single soldier or horse, and relied on his treasured erotic films to checkmate Xie Yu.

Now, he was crossing the Chu River Han border alone, completely unaware of Xie Yu’s small, impulsive thoughts, innocently intruding into the enemy’s base camp, with his toes burrowing into the other’s quilt.

Xie Yu gazed at Chen Zhuo’s well-behaved sleeping face with a sticky gaze that even he didn’t notice. For a moment, he even thought he was still in a dream.

His mind was blank, he lowered his head and gently touched Chen Zhuo’s lips, like a cat stealing food, the touch was fleeting.

His heart pounded uncontrollably like a drum, slamming against his chest, and the blood in his whole body boiled in an instant.

Xie Yu woke up, panicking, and lifted the quilt to get out of bed, forgetting to even put on his slippers, and hurried into the bathroom, slamming the door shut.

The person on the bed twitched, mumbled something, turned over, and fell asleep again.

Xie Yu leaned his back against the cool door, reached out and covered his heart. This heart, which represented life, was not beating for him at this moment.

Splashing cold water on his face, Xie Yu leaned on the sink, looking blankly at himself with dripping hair in the mirror.

He lowered his head helplessly. Was he still a straight man in this state?

The pajamas were thrown into the laundry basket. Xie Yu stood naked under the shower, adjusted it to cold water, and extinguished the evil fire all over his body.

After taking a shower, Xie Yu grabbed the towel hanging on the drying rack and was about to wrap it around his waist when he suddenly remembered that Chen Zhuo had taken a shower in this bathroom last night, and used this very towel in his hand.

Xie Yu stared fixedly at the soft towel in his hand, clenched it tightly, his eyes dark and deep.

He was In again.

Xie Yu hated Chen Zhuo, hated him so much that his teeth itched.

Why did this homosexual provoke him and tease him, why did he have to mess up his normal life!

Xie Yu wanted to punch him.

But he wanted to fuck him even more.

As if treating it as Chen Zhuo, Xie Yu morbidly rubbed the poor innocent towel in a retaliatory manner.

Until his scent covered the faint citrus fragrance on it.

Xie Yu then panted and crumpled it into a ball and stuffed it into the trash can viciously.

The rushing water sound concealed the teenager’s chaotic thoughts.

Xie Yu came out of the bathroom with a cool dampness and a gloomy face.

Chen Zhuo had already gotten up and was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, talking to someone on the phone.

Chen Zhuo glanced at him when he heard the movement, scratched his messy little curly hair, and yawned, “Yeah, okay, Qingyou-ge, I’ll go back in a bit.”

When Xie Yu heard this address, he suddenly opened his mouth, “Chen Zhuo-er, my mom told us to go downstairs for breakfast.”

His voice was loud enough for Xu Qingyou at the other end of the phone to hear clearly.

Chen Zhuo leaned against the window, looked sideways at Xie Yu, and lazily “ummed” in response.

Then he explained to the other side of the phone: “Yes, it’s Xie Yu. Yesterday his mother invited me to his house for dinner. It was too late, so I didn’t go back to the dorm. No need to pick me up, I’m not a kid. Well, ge, I’ll hang up first, I should wash up, see you at noon.”

When Xie Yu was changing clothes, he could feel the hot gaze behind him, and quickly put on a T-shirt, “Why are you always looking at me?”

Chen Zhuo shrugged indifferently, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a playful arc, “Because I’m gay, imagine a beautiful woman with a curvy figure changing clothes in front of you, can you resist not looking?”

Xie Yu raised his hand speechlessly and pushed Chen Zhuo’s forehead, “I’m not as shameless as you, if I were a girl, I would call the police to arrest you!”

Chen Zhuo rubbed his forehead and walked towards the bathroom.

When he brushed past Xie Yu, he casually grabbed a handful of chest muscles and hummed with a smile, “I wouldn’t even look at you if you were a girl.”

Xie Yu stood in place, the place where Chen Zhuo had touched him burned up, and he stared hatefully at his back, really wanting to tie up this guy’s cheap claws!

Inside the bathroom.

After Chen Zhuo finished washing up, he saw the towel thrown by Xie Yu in the trash can with the corner of his eye, and his face instantly didn’t look good.

Wasn’t Xie Yu going too far! Wasn’t it just using his towel? There were no other towels around at the time, it wasn’t like he used it on purpose!

Wouldn’t it be fine after washing it? Was it necessary to be so disgusted as to throw it in the trash can in front of him?

Since he hated his orientation so much, why invite him to his house for dinner, and even sleep in the same bed with him!

Based on the principle of blaming others more and consuming less oneself, Chen Zhuo quickly took a shower, put on Xie Yu’s bathrobe and walked out the door swaggeringly, rolling several times on his bed in front of Xie Yu.

Xie Yu was puzzled, “What are you doing? Your hair is still dripping, why are you getting on the bed?”

Chen Zhuo jumped off the bed and stepped on the wool carpet barefoot, speaking in a strange tone, “Isn’t it going to be thrown away? Why bother whether it’s wet or dry? I slept on your bed, Xie Dashao wouldn’t even want to change the bed, right? That’s right, anyway, you have money, it’s okay to redecorate the bedroom.”

After speaking, Chen Zhuo also coldly “hehe” twice, glaring at Xie Yu provocatively, obviously his self-esteem was hurt.

Xie Yu belatedly realized that Chen Zhuo was angry because of the discarded towel.

But he was too embarrassed to explain the specific reason for throwing it away.

Xie Yu didn’t answer, and Chen Zhuo took it as his default, becoming even more enraged.

He directly opened Xie Yu’s beloved display cabinet and touched his precious limited edition airplane model, while whispering incantations like a demon: “Stained with the taste of homosexuality, stained with the taste of homosexuality…”

Xie Yu moved his lips, lowered his head and rubbed his brow with his knuckles, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but rise.

He was simply crazy, he actually thought Chen Zhuo’s annoying dead look was very cute.

Chen Zhuo just wanted to piss Xie Yu off. These models must be very expensive, and he couldn’t afford to pay for them, so he touched them very carefully.

But unexpectedly, Xie Yu didn’t come to stop him, it was too strange.

Chen Zhuo retracted his hand and looked at Xie Yu cautiously, “I didn’t break anything, don’t tell me there’s something broken and you’re deliberately trying to get money!”

“What brain circuit?”

Xie Yu couldn’t help but laugh, pulled Chen Zhuo’s wrist, closed the glass door of the display cabinet, and awkwardly coaxed him.

“Okay, stop making trouble, that towel was… accidentally dirtied by me, so I threw it away, I’m not disgusted with you.”

Chen Zhuo felt that Xie Yu was strange today, speaking like he was coaxing a child.

It just so happened that he was one to be persuaded with a soft approach but not a hard one, and his tone softened a little, “Who’s making trouble with you? How did you dirty it? Did you pee on it?”

Xie Yu: “…” Heh.