Good half a while, Yuan Yung was trying to confirm one thing, which was whether she had heard incorrectly or not?
Did he just say sothing that made her his girlfriend?
Yuan Yung prided herself on being quite quick-witted, yet at this very mont, she was utterly bewildered, not knowing what to do!
Afraid to delve too deeply, lest she upset him; after all, they were just agreeable roommates.
If she didn’t ask, she couldn’t suppress her intense curiosity.
In this instance, it was rather tough.
And at this ti, the man very clearly stated: "If you’re willing, nod; if not, shake your head?"
"If you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as consent."
Yuan Yung: "..."
What kind of overbearing declaration is this, as if no matter what, she’s the weaker party?
Yuan Yung originally didn’t want to inquire about the reason, since he didn’t consider her an outsider already. There was no need to pretend and she put the chopsticks on the table with a "snap." "Hey! You wouldn’t be trying to conceal the fact you’re gay, and want to find a girlfriend to cover it up, right?"
Ye Zhengjing laughed, "You think I’m gay?"
"...Yeah." Yuan Yung embarrassedly nodded, pointing to his room, "I’ve always heard noises coming from your room."
Upon saying this, she glanced at the man across her table whose face was calm, then broke into a big smile, "Oh, co on, these days, there’s nothing wrong with being gay! Anyway, I’m a fujoshi, I wish all the n in the world were gay."
Ye Zheng: "..."
After saying that, Yuan Yung raised her eyes to look at the man, only to see him unchanged, though his gaze towards her deepened sowhat.
Yet, even if he’s more profound, this man still feels like a bright moon and gentle breeze.
While Yuan Yung was caught off guard, Ye Zheng had already stood up and walked to her side, reaching out to pull her up.
His hand felt warm, his palm was dry, and his fingers were slender and strong—simply a blessing for soone who loves hands.
Yuan Yung happened to be both a voice and hand lover, and since he possessed both, the chance of letting go was really slim.
Following him into the room, she saw that it was completely empty, just a bed, a wardrobe, and so equipnt that looked like recording devices.
Recording devices?
Ye Zheng released her hand and walked over to the equipnt, patting it, his serene eyes locking onto Yuan Yung, lips gently opening: "What you heard were all voice acting."
Yuan Yung instantly took a sharp breath, her mind starting to race, she took in the equipnt, then looked at the silent man, slowly opening her mouth wide in astonishnt...
"Could it be, could it be you are a voice actor?"
No, she wasn’t really in that circle but knew a bit. If he were a professional voice actor, he wouldn’t be dubbing BL ani, would he?
After all, BL isn’t sothing that’s publicly promoted.
Then, Yuan Yung paused for quite a while before coming back to her senses with eyes sparkling, "Could it be you’re a BL CV?"
BL refers to Boys’ Love, and CV ans voice actor for BL.
Oh my god!
She’s actually rooming with a CV.
Ye Zheng hadn’t expected her to be so shocked, his brows furrowed as he said: "If you feel this industry is unstable, I can get a nine-to-five job in the real world."
"I know girls like stability, it gives a sense of security."
At the end of his words, the man already stood in front of Yuan Yung, close enough for them to see reflections in each other’s eyes, his voice clear and asking: "It’s up to you now?"
It’s the first ti Yuan Yung has been confessed to, and saying there wasn’t a ripple of excitent inside would be a lie, but what does he like about her?
She was so chubby, he looked slim and tall, almost could double him.
"I..."
Yuan Yung was just about to answer when the phone in her pocket rang, taking it out for a look, it was actually that "jerk"!
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