Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 481: Passionate kiss
Just as the tension between voyeur and subject reached its peak, a shadow cast its ominous presence over the peeping observer. In the darkness of the night, it appeared as a malevolent demon, but as it drew closer, its true form revealed itself—a fierce, formidable man. His eyes trembled with fear when he recognised who it was. "Youn... youn... young mast," he stammered. Luo Muchen’s anger flared like a burning fire and he lunged forward, his leg striking the peeping pervert’s chest with a swift and powerful kick.
The pervert caught off guard, tumbled backwards, crashing a few feet away with a resounding thud. Qie Xieling heard the commotion, he turned his attention towards the bushes. Before he could figure it out, a familiar outer robe was draped over his body.
Surprised, he looked up, only to find Luo Muchen standing there covering him up. Anger welled up within him when he recalled how his good husband over here slept with him on the wedding night, got a blow job from him then discarded him for another woman.
Just the thought of it pissed Qie Xieling so much. He attempted to push Luo Muchen away. He was no longer a part of Luo Muchen’s life so what the hell did he think he was doing? "Get off me," he said but Luo Muchen was stubborn and unwavering. He embraced Qie Xieling from behind, refusing to let go. He lowered his head, his voice barely a whisper.
"A pervert was watching you. While you were taking off your clothes," he said and the sensation of his voice tingling in Qie Xieling’s ear made him jerk his head away and Luo Muchen’s eyes darkened.
He had left the campsite annoyed by the two women in his space when he wanted to calm his mind and meditate. He couldn’t do that if one kept bickering and the other needed to be taken care of. This was one of the reasons why he left looking for a quiet spot to just calm his foggy mind. Ever since he decided to divorce Qie Xieling something wasn’t right. He even accepted the osmanthus cake from Zi Mixen so he could give it to Qie Xieling because he overheard him say he loved sweet things. Zi Mixen thought he ate it and even asked for feedback. He thought giving it to Qie Xieling would lift his mood but apparently, it didn’t do anything.
Qie Xieling’s anger wavered for a moment. He had forgotten who he was in this world. He might not be the main dish but he was definitely part of the three course meal frivolous men drooled over.
"What pervert? The only pervert I see is you... What is it to you if someone is peeping?" he retorted, his voice tinged with bitterness. "I am not your problem anymore."
A sharp pang pierced Luo Muchen’s heart, though he couldn’t quite understand why. The fact that Qie Xieling didn’t need him anymore made him feel unsettled.
Seizing the opportunity, he used Luo Muchen’s momentary distraction to free himself from his embrace. With a determined shove, he pushed Luo Muchen away before stepping into the water. He immersed himself in the soothing hot spring despite the fact that Luo Muchen carried on standing there. He closed his eyes immersing himself in the healing embrace of the water, the conflicting emotions within him raging like a tempest. Unable to bear Luo Muchen’s heavy presence hovering over him making it extremely difficult to relax he asked, "Are you just going to stand there and watch?"
Luo Muchen didn’t respond so Qie Xieling opened his eyes wondering what he was doing. He was just standing there with his back towards him like he was standing guard. Qie Xieling gritted his teeth. The man wasn’t even looking at him. Others who had no permission wanted to peep at him yet the one who had permission didn’t want to do so.
Qie Xieling was so annoyed but a malicious smile played on his lips as he decided to play a prank on Luo Muchen. Since he wanted to ignore him so much Qie Xieling thought of a way to screw with him.
He pretended as if something was dragging him down, his arms flailing in a struggle against the invisible force. "Chen-ge! Help!" he called out in distress, his voice filled with panic.
Startled, Luo Muchen turned around, his eyes widening in terror as he saw the scene unfolding before him. Without a second thought, he rushed into the hot spring, determined to save Qie Xieling from whatever danger threatening him. With a trembling hand, he reached out and pulled him up, desperately checking if he was okay.
While he was looking him up and down Qie Xieling suddenly burst out in joyous laughter the sound mingling with the steam.
He pushed Luo Muchen away his laughter growing louder. The steam rose around them, creating an ethereal ambience. Luo Muchen watched intently as a droplet of water traced a slow path down Qie Xieling’s face, lingering on his chin before cascading down his glistening Adam’s apple. The sight captivated him, the simple movement of a droplet becoming a mesmerizing dance.
Qie Xieling’s skin seemed to radiate a celestial glow, accentuated by the moon’s gentle caress. The moonlight highlighted his well-defined muscles, adding an alluring charm to his already magnetic presence. Luo Muchen’s heart quickened, his desire mingling with a cautious restraint.
He yearned to reach out, to trace his fingers along the contours of Qie Xieling’s enchanting form. His eyes were suddenly filled with longing and regret. It was at that moment he realised the magnitude of his mistake — letting Qie Xieling go was the biggest regret of his life.
He couldn’t bear the thought of Qie Xieling’s ethereal beauty and infectious smile captivating anyone else’s heart. In a surge of raw emotion, he grabbed the back of Qie Xieling’s neck, pulling him close, and their lips collided in a passionate kiss.
Qie Xieling struggled against him, and Luo Muchen, realising the intensity of the moment, released his grip, their bodies both panting with unrestrained tension. Qie Xieling grabbed Luo Muchen’s throat his breathing heavy. "Why... why do you do this to me," he whispered his voice barely audible. His desire to have Luo Muchen overwhelmed him. He pulled him closer his hand still on Luo Muchen’s throat and he kissed him fiercely.
