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His cousin’s lover is a coach.
Look at those strong thighs and the well-defined waist.
He seemed to understand the reason behind his cousin’s hoarse voice.
And the reason for being unable to go out.
It’s just too lewd.
The young handsome guy, seemingly struck by his own conjectures, felt foolish.
It’s just a long-awaited family reunion, yet somehow it results in such suggestive situations, it’s utterly ridiculous!
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His cousin is a director, and during meals, many calls come in.
It’s evident that he is busy with work.
However, as soon as the coach furrows his brow slightly, his cousin consciously switches his phone to silent.
Work stays off the table.
No matter how urgent, it can wait until after the meal.
After enjoying the meal prepared by his cousin, the young handsome guy got up to wash the dishes.
His cousin pressed him down, saying, “Let him wash up, you come over here.”
He watched the coach skillfully handle the household chores and once again confirmed that his cousin’s life is quite comfortable.
A man with a good physique and domestic skills isn’t something one encounters every day.
His roomate had not possess the coach’s physique or his adeptness in household tasks.
Fortunately, he still has a good face.
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His cousin didn’t have much to say; he just asked how things were going with school, if anyone was bullying him because of his orientation, and whether he needed help with internships.
The young handsome guy answered one by one, and finally, his cousin took out a bank card.
“Pocket money.”
The young handsome guy hurriedly refused, “You just moved here; you need money right now.”
“Take it and use it,” his cousin insisted.
As soon as his cousin brought out the director’s aura, the young handsome guy obediently complied.
After accepting the bank card, his cousin had the coach send him back.
The handsome guy followed the coach downstairs and said with a hint of envy, “You two are really great together.”
The coach, lighting a cigarette with a lighter, glanced back and smiled, “Oh really?”
“Yeah, I’m really happy for you. Things are really good now.”
“So, things weren’t good before?”
The young handsome guy was caught off guard, he never expected the coach to be so sharp and sensitive, hitting the nail on the head with his brief comment.
He wasn’t sure if the coach knew about his cousin’s past, and he didn’t dare to say anything reckless.
The coach tossed a helmet to the young handsome guy casually. “Don’t be nervous, I know about his past, and I also know that I don’t look anything like his ex.”
“Oh, so you knew all along? That’s true.”
“I don’t really know. I’m lying to you.”
“…”
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The coach dropped the young handsome guy off.
As soon as the young handsome guy stepped off and unfastened his helmet, he was about to thank the coach when the coach suddenly pulled him into an embrace.
Startled, the young handsome guy stumbled and fell right into the coach’s arms.
At that moment, a scooter whizzed past him very closely from behind.
The young handsome guy was startled.
It took him a while to awkwardly scramble out of the coach’s embrace.
Due to his awkward position, he supported himself for quite some time before finally standing upright.
Just as he was about to express his thanks, his expression froze.
Over the coach’s shoulder, he saw his roommate standing on the other side of the street, holding a plastic bag and silently watching them.
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The young handsome guy was momentarily dumbfounded.
What should he do now?
Seeing that the young handsome guy was steady on his feet, the coach let go and said, “Be careful. I’m leaving now.”
The young handsome guy nodded, and the coach retracted his leg from supporting the motorcycle and sped off.
The young handsome guy stood in place, waiting for his roommate to come over.
With one hand in his pocket and the other holding the plastic bag, the roommate’s expression was unreadable—neither happy nor unhappy.
He just walked up to the young handsome guy and glanced in the direction where the coach had already disappeared. “Is that your date?”
The young handsome guy thought for a moment. “I guess so.”
“Do you like this type?”
“He’s okay.”
“Oh.”
“…”
“What are you standing there for? Still reluctant? Keep up, let’s go home.”
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