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Chapter 06 Chapter 06 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  I flinched. Damn. Forgot the mark would show. "Uh… hit the rail by accident." I tugged my sleeve down fast, avoiding his gaze. But his hand slammed firm on my shoulder, pinning me back against the chair. His teeth clenched audibly. "You tied yourself up," he spat. "Just so you wouldn’t sleep near me? You hate sharing a bed with me that much?" Caught in his hold, I stopped struggling. My chest rose in uneven breaths. "Or maybe....." My voice snapped, bitter. "Maybe you’re the one who should explain. Zhou Yichen, sometimes I just don’t get you. What real straight guy chooses to cuddle his male roommate every single night?" The silence after cracked like glass. Then his gaze fl...

Chapter 05 Chapter 05 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  At barbecue, the four of us crowded around sizzling plates. Meat fried, skewers smoked, beer bottles clinked. Then Wang Hao pointed at the menu. "Who ordered this kid’s milk drink? Who’s that for?" "You," I teased. But Zhou Yichen’s eyes locked straight on me. "No. It’s for him." His tone? Dead serious. "Huh?" Hao nearly slid out of his chair laughing. Chen Ming slapped the table. "Bro. You forgot? You’re a one-drink wonder." "One what?" They howled harder. Hao leaned forward, wiping tears. "Last time Yichen treated us? You downed one cup of beer and lost your damn mind. Hung off him like a drunken octopus. Snot, tears, everything. Kept apologizing all night a...

Chapter 04 Chapter 04 * ⬇️ Download as PDF ▶️ Play ⏸️ Pause ↩️ Resume ⏹️ Stop  When I reached the indoor gym, though, the noise almost knocked me backward. Crowds of girls packed tightly around the bleachers, screaming one name over and over. Not hard to guess whose. Basketball game. Zhou Yichen. I knew he was popular. But I didn’t know he was this popular. The atmosphere was like a boyband concert. Shrill declarations raining left and right. Competition violence level: devastating. And I wasn’t even in the right gender bracket. Slumping, I found a corner seat, trying to tamp down the growing insecurity swirling inside. Still, my gaze had a mind of its own. And of course it landed on him. Sweat dampened his shirt, plastering fabric to firm muscle, his body in constant motion under the fluorescent ...