Straight male roommate gets gay by beauty

Luo Han discovered an interesting phenomenon, every time he dodged his eyes, his face would turn red.

And every time, it was when there was physical contact with him.

Luo Han tidied up the clothes he had messed up, sat on the bed and smiled to himself.

You hate gays so much, you actually blush when you touch gays?

studio.

After the first class, Zhao Ming pulled the stool to Luo Han's side, and fanned out a stack of photos in his hand to show him, "Look, these are all my carefully selected sports students, are there any?" Favorite?"

"Can you talk? Why does it feel like picking someone in your mouth?" Luo Han gave him a sideways glance, took the photos and looked back one by one.

Zhao Ming: "Hey, that's what it means! If you ask someone to be your model, can you repay him with a promise of your body? Hey, hey, let me tell you that these are really high-quality, really, really, I believe that my brother will never cheat you. Moreover, most sports students are not very straight, if you hook them again, they will immediately bend into mosquito coils."

"I said, can you be more serious? Can I compete?"

"Hahahaha, okay, no kidding, anyway, they are all based on your conditions, I asked them one by one, and they are willing to be your model.

"Really so refreshing? Being a model is not an easy job."

"That's why I showed them your photo. I didn't want to see it and rushed to take it! Think about it, how could anyone not be impressed by Luo Hanxiao's appearance!"

Luo Han shook his head speechlessly, "Thank you."

"Which one do you like? Let me find him. You two make an appointment again, ah."

To say that Zhao Ming's friend is really good at dealing with each other, each of his photos is marked with his student ID, WeChat and phone number, which makes it easier for him to contact people directly.

In the evening, Luo Han took out nine photos of half-naked abdominal muscles of sports students from the interlayer of the cloth bag, arranged them in a nine-square grid on the desk, and judged and compared them in his mind from a professional perspective.

But it feels... It seems that each one is less interesting.

Just when he was worried, He Xiaonuo and Li Hang appeared out of nowhere and startled him a lot.

He Xiaonuo: "Ha! I caught you, Xiao Hanhan! So you are such a Xiao Hanhan!"

Luo Han: "..."

"Hahaha Luohan, you are actually looking at the abdominal muscles, come and let us fat people appreciate it." Li Hang went around to the other side, pinched He Xiaonuo's big belly and ravaged it, "Here, Look, look, look, such a big abdominal muscle!"

"Li Hang!!! You are fucking courting death!" He Xiaonuo kicked Li Hang's ass several times, then came back to put on Luo Han's shoulders, "Xiao Hanhan, what are you doing? You need so many abdominal muscles to work on!" Well?"

Luo Han felt very embarrassed.

Luo Han stammered and explained: "Uh...Actually, I'm looking for models...and these are sports students my classmates know."

"Oh, it turns out that Xiao Hanhan is picking the one with the best figure, right?"

The more he talked about Luo Han, the more embarrassing he became.

His image in the eyes of others is quite serious... Now what will his roommates think of him!It's suffocating just thinking about it.

"Well, Xiao Nuo, can you promise me one thing?"

"You said."

"Yes, can you go out and publicize this matter? Because I know you are very popular and well-connected, so..."

He Xiaonuo immediately patted his belly and swore, "Ah, of course! I'm sure I won't talk about it everywhere! I understand, I understand, take your time, I and Hangzi won't bother you!"

"Um...thank you."

The two of them hooked their shoulders and went downstairs to buy potato chips at the commissary.

At this time, Luo Han was so embarrassed that he dug out a magic castle with his toes, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

What he didn't know was that Song Tianze, who was standing at the door of the bathroom, also heard clearly about his abs photos and selection of sports students.

The more Luo Han thought about it, the more embarrassing he felt, he hurriedly shuffled up the photos on the table and prepared to put them away, absolutely not letting anyone see them.

Unfortunately, a third man has a big hand on nine of his photos.

Luo Han stared blankly at the hand with distinct meridians, and swallowed hard.What he least expected to see happened——

The owner of this hand will definitely think that he is a nympho, trying his best to seduce men every day.

After a long time, the owner of the hand finally spoke: "Don't look at the hand, look here."

Luo Han turned his head away in a daze, and moved his eyes along his long arms to his naked upper body muscles, and then down to the abdominal muscles covered with hot water beads and the looming mermaid line covered by the towel.

I have to admit that this is the most perfect model figure in Luo Han's mind.

Luo Han blinked a few times, and immediately looked back, his face turned red all of a sudden, "...you are sick, what the hell are you asking me to look at? Hurry up, put on your clothes!"

Song Tianze turned around and leaned against the edge of his desk, the corner of his mouth twitched, "Tell me about you, I can't see you swaying in front of you every day, but you want to look far away, aren't you tired?"

"Ahem...you?"

"Isn't it me?" Song Tianze pointed at those photos, "Look at it yourself, is there one you can see? Can this be called abdominal muscles? I don't think you have seen real abdominal muscles. Come on, feel it." Grabbing Luo Han's wrist, he touched his abdominal muscles.

"Song Tianze!" Luo Han almost lost his sight, struggling with disgust on his face, "...why can't you show some face?"

"Cut, you really don't know the goods. Let me tell you that every muscle here is genuine. Look at your broken photos again. The traces of the P picture are too heavy. Don't be fooled. You can feel it." What you see is the truth, you know."

Luo Han was amused by him, so he boldly poked his abs, "Yo, it's so hard, bang, bang, it doesn't look fake."

"Just kidding, there is nothing more real than Song Tianze's abs in the world." After finishing speaking, Song Tianze took out his mobile phone, replaced it with a front camera, took a very high-definition picture of his stomach, and sent it to Luo Han.

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Luo Han opened WeChat and clicked on the big picture.

The visual impact was so great that he was almost blinded by the flash.

"This... what is this! My eyes are dirty, Song Tianze! You pay!"

"Damn, my sex. Sensation. It turned into a dirty thing when it came to you? I gave you the only one in the world. What are you not satisfied with? You have to set it as a screen saver, understand?"

Luo Han closed his eyes reluctantly, "...I can't do it, I'm going to vomit. Hurry up, hurry up and go away."

"Tsk, I have no vision." Song Tianze shook his head, knocked on Luo Han's forehead, went to the bathroom to get a towel and went downstairs to dry his hair.

Luo Han frowned and rubbed his forehead, "Fuck, you're insane...the knock is so hard, it hurts like hell. If you don't get sick for a day, you will feel uncomfortable, right..."