Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy

Chapter 276: What kind of drunk are you?"

Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy

Chapter 276: What kind of drunk are you?"

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Chapter 276: What kind of drunk are you?"

Luo Muchen very much wanted something alright but what he wanted would only make him seem like a beast taking advantage of his little lover after spoiling him with a big gift. His throat bobbed imagining Qie Xieling on his knees with hickeys all over his arched back as his body moved from his (Luo Muchen’s) hardness thrusting into his deepest depths. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Luo Muchen envisioned himself with his hand gently resting on his neck while kissing Qie Xieling’s shoulder. His hunger for him was apparent on his face. He was really starting to think that he had a sex demon or something because his mind kept straying there.

"I want you to stay with me tonight," he said trying to stray away from voicing his true desires. Qie Xieling turned his face slightly and whispered into his ear with a warm and fuzzy feeling in his chest.

"Sure... I can stay with you."

If Jolie was there she would have been pulling out her hair in frustration. He was being lured into a trap from the beginning. The fact that he conveniently surprised him with the car late at night, asked him to race to a beach house outside the city then asked him to sleep over meant it was all planned and Qie Xieling happily fell into the trap. He was already poisoned by Luo Muchen so much so that at his command he would happily skip over.

Since Qie Xieling had agreed, Luo Muchen smiled before taking his hand and pulling him towards the beach. Qie Xieling hooked his arm around his and walked beside him looking so smitten. "Where are we going?" he asked his heart a little unsettled. That is because being at the beach at this time reminded him of the time on their school trip when they got attacked. His fingers subconsciously tightened and Luo Muchen felt it thus he turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"

Qie Xieling kissed his cheek before nodding his head. Luo Muchen could feel it in his gut that he was lying. Something was really bothering him but he wasn’t voicing it out. In the back of his mind, he was starting to think that he was pushing too hard.

In front of the cosy beach house, the sound of crashing waves provided a soothing soundtrack to the moonlit evening. The men in black were scattered discreetly around the property taking their jobs seriously and staying well out of sight as much as possible.

Qie Xieling was so surprised when he saw the romantic setup Luo Muchen had laid out for him. He never imagined Luo Muchen to be the romantic type considering that he mercilessly rejected plenty of girls before. They used to make fun of him that he would be single for life unless he became a little more romantic or at least nice.

At the time Qie Xieling didn’t think Luo Muchen had seriously taken his advice. Luo Muchen would buy him snacks all the time to the point that Qie Xieling thought he was trying to fatten him up for slaughter. Luo Muchen even started carrying his school bag, messaging him good night and good morning and even opening doors for him. Unfortunately, Qie Xieling was so blind to it because to him that’s what friends do. He used to bother Bo Ailun all the time with mean good-night texts and Bo Ailun would fire back. Bo Ailun brought a lot of snacks for him when his parents banned sugar in the house because he was like the road runner from the Looney Tunes when high on sugar. Bo Ailun and him also threw their bags at each other and shoved each other through the door all the time so to him he didn’t realise that Luo Muchen’s actions were his attempts to be romantic.

Qie Xieling glanced down at the comfortable-looking, soft, striped blanket adorned with cushions and smaller blankets. Above them, twinkle lights danced in the warm night breeze, casting a gentle glow over their intimate setting. The flickering red candles added an enchanting touch, illuminating the small table adorned with a bottle of chilled prosecco, delicate glasses, and vibrant chrysanthemum flowers.

Luo Muchen’s heart fluttered with anticipation as he watched Qie Xieling approach him before sitting down beside him. Qie Xieling’s smile radiated pure happiness, mirroring his deep affection.

"Do you like it?" asked Luo Muchen as he reached for a platter adorned with an array of fresh spring rolls, spiced egg salad, pork seaweed wraps, and spicy salmon Nori wraps. He playfully fed Qie Xieling a spring roll, their eyes locked in a delicate trance.

Qie Xieling nodded his head his cheeks stuffed making Luo Muchen want to poke them. How could someone be masculine be cute at the same time?

Qie Xieling who had no idea he was being placed in the same category as a cute hamster by Luo Muchen. He was busy focused on the explosive flavours in his mouth, perfectly balanced and bursting with freshness. Luo Muchen ate the other half of the spring roll his boyfriend took a bite of.

When the bodyguard caught a glimpse of this his heart almost dropped. He recalled one time when Bager drank from Luo Muchen’s glass and when Luo Muchen found out he threw away an expensive glass of wine worth an entire six months of his salary. He didn’t even touch it after that but here he was sharing the same spring roll as the person he wanted dead not long ago. It was too much for his small brain.

As they continued to savour the delectable bites, their laughter filled the air, intermingling with the gentle lapping of the waves. Qie Xieling reciprocated, feeding Luo Muchen a delicate spoonful of the spiced egg salad. Luo Muchen enjoyed being taken care of by him and he couldn’t resist kissing him.

The evening unfolded like a dream as they savoured the delicacies, their conversations ranging from lighthearted banter to heartfelt declarations of love. The prosecco flowed, its effervescence tickling their senses and adding to the romantic air. After opening the second bottle Qie Xieling couldn’t help but mock him.

"Ohhh, Mr. Luo are you trying to get me drunk?"

Luo Muchen chuckled softly while pouring out half a glass for Qie Xieling, "Maybe... What kind of drunk are you?"

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