Luo Muchen’s eyes sparkled with affection as he whispered, "There... perfect." His voice, barely above a whisper, carried the weight of his attachment towards him.

Time seemed to stand still at that moment as the two of them stared at each other. Qie Xieling’s eyes widened slightly when a once blank slate of the night he got so wasted reappeared as a fragmented memory.

Once upon a time Luo Muchen pulled his chair like that and fed him in a hotel. He pursed his lips seeming a little listless. Who the hell was he supposed to ask when Luo Muchen didn’t remember anything? The guy didn’t even remember that they were rolling in between the sheets in the first world.

Luo Muchen could suddenly pick up on Qie Xieling’s low mood so he held his hand underneath the table and asked, "What? Did I upset you?"

Qie Xieling quickly denied showing a radiant smile with his glossy lips. Luo Muchen didn’t believe him but he let it go.

He glanced at the bowl that was more than half empty before asking, "So was it good?" while rubbing Qie Xieling’s fingers tenderly.

With his tummy dancing in satisfaction and being gazed at like that, how could Qie Xieling not be under a spell? "It is so good," he said his gaze lingering at Luo Muchen’s lips. It was obvious what was on his mind.

Luo Muchen leaned in closer as though about to kiss his lips and Qie Xieling even half closed his eyes in anticipation but at the last moment he shifted his head to the side and whispered into his ear, "So... would you like to move into my little black room? I promise I will give you anything you want."

Qie Xieling glanced at Luo Muchen from the corner of his eye his cheeks flushed. He turned his head slightly and kissed his cheek before retreating.

Qie Xieling continued eating and Luo Muchen kept staring at him his lips slightly quirked.

Tired of being stared at Qie Xieling picked up some noodles from his bowl and fed him. Luo Muchen felt his chest warming up. He couldn’t wait to bring Qie Xieling over to his place and keep him to himself.

After they finished eating they washed the dishes side by side with Luo Muchen still trying to rope him in. He was very determined to get him home. Even when they slipped into the covers, Luo Muchen was still selling him the idea.

"... can I have my own room then if I move in?" Qie Xieling finally asked and Luo Muchen placed his arm around and pulled him closer till the tips of their noses were rubbing.

"No, you are my boyfriend now. I want to cuddle with you," he said appearing very clingy.

Qie Xieling let out a soft chuckle with the vibrations from his chest tickling Luo Muchen. "I only move in with someone who is my husband," he said and Luo Muchen massaged Qie Xieling’s waist while acquiescing.

"Then tomorrow we can get married. I will buy rings in the morning," he said his voice serious like he would wake up tomorrow and really get them hitched.

Qie Xieling found it very amusing. "I am kidding. I will move in with you but give me a week," he said.

Luo Muchen was dissatisfied but the little hamster was already in the trap and he didn’t want to scare it off.

"Okay... just one week," he whispered before kissing Qie Xieling’s lips.

"Oh and when Haejin brings back your jacket burn it," he said and Qie Xieling couldn’t believe how possessive this man was.

"But Mu Mu, I am so broke. If I burn it wouldn’t it be a waste?" he said and Luo Muchen reached over to the bedside table and took his wallet before taking out his bank card.

"Here he said. You can buy whatever you want."

Qie Xieling, "???"

Wasn’t this the guy who was angry at him for stealing from him? Now he was handing over his entire wealth like a hen-pecked husband.

"Thank you... I will spoil myself rotten," he said his lips curled into a bright smile.

"Thank you who?" asked Luo Muchen his voice deep and husky making Qie Xieling’s ears itch. He wanted to hear him say it.

"Thank you, boyfriend," he said as he leaned in and pressed a fleeting kiss against Luo Muchen’s lips. It was a gentle touch, a brief expression of love that left Luo Muchen yearning for more.

Because it was fleeting it was no surprise Luo Muchen’s expression turned dissatisfied, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Luo Muchen pounced on Qie Xieling, playfully pinning him down. Qie Xieling burst into laughter, pretending to struggle under Luo Muchen’s weight. Laughter mixed with the sound of their lips meeting in playful pecks filled the room, as Luo Muchen kissed him all over, leaving a trail of feather-light kisses on his face and neck.

The air between them crackled with desire as their playful kisses quickly escalated into something more passionate. Qie Xieling’s laughter faded into a soft moan as Luo Muchen’s lips claimed his hungrily, their tongues intertwining in a dizzying dance of desire.

Lost in the moment, they kissed with a fervour that made their breath hitch in their chests. Their bodies were pressed against each other, their hands roaming freely. Luo Muchen was twisting his waist slightly the bulge in his pants growing stiffer.

When they broke apart their lips were swollen, their chests heaving with ragged breaths. Qie Xieling stared into Luo Muchen’s eyes, a mixture of love and desire burning in his own. "Get off. You have to leave in a few hours."

Luo Muchen rested his head in the crevice of Qie Xieling’s neck his warm breath brushing past his skin.

"Can’t I stay here with you tomorrow? We are in our honeymoon phase," complained Luo Muchen and Qie Xieling ruffled his hair playfully while saying,

"I have to work as well. I promise I will come to see you when I am done."

With a deep sigh, Luo Muchen rolled over but his limbs were all over Qie Xieling like a sticky octopus with its tentacles stuck to his body.