Touching Abs Again!

Zhao Yuheng unleashed his pent-up anger on that "four-eyed" guy.

Every curse directed at homosexuals felt like a needle piercing Jin Bao'er's heart.

Jin Bao'er kept telling herself that she must never let him know that she was gay.

Therefore, he needs to be more careful in the future, otherwise the consequences will be beyond his ability to bear.

Enraged, Zhao Yuheng stormed into the dormitory, unaware that Jin Bao'er was still standing in the hallway.

I must be really furious.

Jin Bao'er looked up.

Zhao Yuheng was sitting on his bed.

He placed his hands on his hairy thighs.

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, and beads of sweat dripped down his jawline and onto his collarbone.

Then he told the eldest and second eldest brothers what had just happened to vent his anger.

Jin Bao'er was afraid he would notice something, so she went inside anyway.

He sat next to Zhao Yuheng.

Listen quietly to his loud and boisterous cursing.

Putting aside what he said, Zhao Yuheng actually has a very pleasant voice.

His voice was deep and resonant, with a hint of magnetism from recent exercise, making him exceptionally attractive.

Zhao Yuheng generally doesn't swear.

When people criticize, it's always directed at those who do immoral things.

He also loves taking baths.

This daily change of clothes gave that "four-eyed" guy an opportunity to take advantage.

While cursing, Zhao Yuheng couldn't help but glance at Jin Bao'er.

Startled, Jin Bao'er quickly put on an indignant smile.

Then, he seemed to have thought of something.

He quickly got up and ran outside.

A minute later, he picked up a few pairs of underwear that were still hanging on the clothes rack.

"Damn it, I can't leave these underwear hanging out to dry!"

Zhao Yuheng looked around the dormitory.

Because there is a drying room outside, there is no place to dry clothes in the dormitory.

People usually hang things like washcloths on their beds.

Of course, this is for the lower bed only; there's usually nowhere to hang it on the upper bed.

He saw that the second brother had hung his underwear to dry by the bedside.

Then he looked at Jin Bao'er.

However, he was thoughtful enough not to hang it at the head of Jinbao'er's bed, but at the foot of the bed.

"Can I hang this up?"

Although I'm still asking, I've already started hanging up the app.

After all, he felt that given his relationship with Jin Bao'er, hanging two pairs of underwear on her head was no big deal; it wasn't like he was hanging them on her head.

Jin Bao'er: "..."

If I were a straight man, then it wouldn't matter.

That's not the key point.

Every day when I open my eyes, I see those two black lines, outlined in shape, enough to spark my imagination.

How is a gay man like him, who has never even held a man's hand, supposed to live?

Good heavens, you opened a door for me, but then blocked the passageway!

You can see it, you can touch it, but you can't eat it!

So uncomfortable!

"By the way, Heng-ge, are we going to the movies again today?"

During military training today, Jin Bao'er suggested watching a movie together in bed.

Thinking that I can lean on my "big husband's" big pectoral muscles later.

That would be incredibly awesome.

Big pectoral muscles, big abdominal muscles, thigh muscles!

Why not eat it if it's free?

Zhao Yuheng thought for a few seconds.

"No, maybe next time."

After saying that, Zhao Yuheng started taking off his shorts and short-sleeved shirt in front of Jin Bao'er.

Then he threw it on the bed and climbed on top of it himself.

Jin Bao'er: "..."

I was so scared today, they won't even let me touch their chest muscles to calm my nerves!

Those awful "four-eyed" guys.

You deserve to be scolded!

Military training ended more than a week ago.

Jinbao'er and the others have been attending classes for quite some time now.

Jin Bao'er originally wanted to sit in the first row and study hard.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuheng insisted that it was not good to play on his phone in the first row, and he did not want to delay Jinbao'er.

Moreover, he didn't want to sit separately from Jin Bao'er.

So the two of them sat by the window in the third row.

Jin Bao'er listened attentively to the lesson, while Zhao Yuheng looked down at his phone scrolling through videos of beautiful women.

Zhao Yuheng scrolled through videos with his left hand while his right hand kept groping Jin Bao'er's thigh.

Those hands were large and rough, burning hot, and every now and then they would squeeze Jin Bao'er's firm thigh flesh hard.

"Your pants feel really nice to the touch!"

Zhao Yuheng said quietly while scrolling through videos.

Jin Bao'er: "..."

It really feels nice to the touch, and it's only 9.9 yuan with free shipping on Pinduoduo!

"Don't touch it!"

Jin Bao'er was aroused by the touching, feeling as if her thighs were on fire.

He muttered to himself.

Why?

Zhao Yuheng turned his head and looked at him with a puzzled expression, as if asking, "What will happen if I touch it?"

"If you touch me again, I'll touch you too?"

Jin Bao'er said angrily, trying to threaten him with this.

"Touch it."

Zhao Yuheng generously stretched his long legs towards Jin Bao'er again.

Today, Zhao Yuheng wore a pair of cargo shorts.

Jin Bao'er looked down and saw those alluring, hairy, and muscular thighs.

Jin Bao'er: "..."

Damn straight men, they don't know their own strength when flirting!

Jin Bao'er took a deep breath.

"Who wants to touch your thighs? They're covered in leg hair, I find them prickly."

As soon as Jin Bao'er finished speaking, Zhao Yuheng stretched out his thigh and pressed it against Jin Bao'er's leg.

Because both of them were wearing shorts.

The trouser legs are all above the knee.

Zhao Yuheng's thigh muscles were firm and hot.

It pressed directly against the outside of Jin Bao'er's thigh, and even rubbed back and forth a couple of times.

The mischievous smile on his lips never stopped.

Jin Bao'er: This straight man, the more you don't want something, the more he wants it!

Is this just men's rebellious nature?

He seems to have found the secret to "enjoying" men.

Because both classes are held in this classroom.

So, during the break between classes, after the first period, only people went out to use the restroom; no one left.

Jin Bao'er wanted to see if her idea was correct.

"Heng-ge, have you been going to the gym lately?"

Jin Bao'er didn't look at him, pretending to be reading a book, and asked casually.

"I train three times a week, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yuheng didn't pay much attention and continued scrolling through his phone.

"It just seems like your abs have gotten smaller."

This statement seemed to really provoke Zhao Yuheng.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Jin Bao'er with a look of surprise.

"What??"

"Open your eyes wide and look carefully!"

"I've been trying to lose weight lately, isn't it more noticeable now!"

Zhao Yuheng quickly glanced at the back row.

There were two boys, and the girls around them were all looking down at their phones.

So he leaned closer to Jinbaoer and suddenly lifted up his short-sleeved shirt.

A pair of firm abdominal muscles covered with thick belly hair came into view, with clearly defined grooves.

It rose and fell slightly with each breath.

Jin Bao'er was overjoyed!

"I can't tell!"

Jin Bao'er shook her head, but her eyes were fixed on those abs.

"What??"

Zhao Yuheng was so angry he was speechless.

He grabbed Jin Bao'er's left hand with the other, supporting himself on his collar with one hand.

He pressed hard on his abs.

"Feel it yourself and see how hard it is!"

While inhaling, he took Jinbao'er's hand and rubbed it up and down.

The muscles beneath his palms were as hard as stone, exuding a uniquely masculine warmth and texture.

Jin Bao'er: Ahhhhhh!!!

It still feels the same as that day!

I touched it for a full minute.

Seeing that a girl was looking over, Zhao Yuheng angrily let go of Jin Bao'er's hand and put down his clothes.

"You dare say your brother Heng's muscles are too small? I'll beat you up!"

Zhao Yuheng clenched his fist and flexed his bulging biceps in front of Jin Bao'er to scare him.

Jin Bao'er looked at Zhao Yuheng's bulging biceps.

There was only one thought in my mind.

I want to touch it, I want to take a big bite!