Qie Xieling was less irritable. Eating did put him in such a good mood so when he left the restaurant he called Luo Muchen but after dialling the number twice, he didn’t pick up.

Feeling very a little guilty Qie Xieling typed a message to his boyfriend apologising for how he ended the video call in the afternoon.

The message was sent but it wasn’t delivered. A little worried, he asked Jolie who was god knows where if Luo Muchen was okay.

’He is just fine. He will call you when he is free,’ replied Jolie who was actually at a beauty spa.

She just wanted to take a break from the drama and as a self-loving AI, she was taking some time to herself.

’Oh... Where are you anyway?’ he asked while taking off his clothes to go take a shower.

’None of your business. Don’t forget to put some ointment on you know what,’ she said in a teasing tone.

Qie Xieling, "..."

’Seriously? Were you made just to make me miserable?’ asked Qie Xieling and Jolie didn’t deny it.

’Maybe. Now go to bed because tomorrow you have a lot of work.’

Qie Xieling went to take a shower and in no time he was slumping in bed that is after checking his cell phone one more time. Luo Muchen still hadn’t responded yet. Because he was exhausted he ended up falling asleep easily.

But two hours in he stirred in his sleep from the sound of a persistent knock on the apartment door penetrating his dreams.

He groggily opened his eyes, feeling a dull haze from the beers he had enjoyed earlier in the evening. With a heavy sigh, he reached for his slippers and reluctantly dragged himself out of bed.

As he shuffled toward the door, he glanced over at the couch where Bo Ailun lay, blissfully unaware of the commotion. It seemed he was so drunk that he couldn’t even get himself in bed.

He gave Bo Ailun a gentle nudge, hoping to rouse him from his deep slumber. "BoBo, wake up and get to bed." Bo Ailun merely grumbled and rolled over, slipping back into dreamland.

Qie Xieling walked over to the door and peered through the peephole. He saw the figure standing outside. The corridor was dark but he could still see that it was Luo Muchen. Startled, he quickly unlocked and swung open the door. Before he could say a word, Luo Muchen enveloped him in a tight, desperate hug, his entire body weight hanging on him.

The embrace was overwhelming, as if Luo Muchen had been carrying an unbearable burden and had finally found solace in his lover’s arms. Qie Xieling’s grogginess dissipated instantly, replaced by a mixture of relief and worry. He returned the embrace, feeling the warmth of Luo’s body against his own.

The scent of Luo’s cologne, a familiar and comforting fragrance, filled the air, intertwining with the hushed silence of the apartment. But he suddenly felt something damp soaking through his clothes. There was also a faint smell of blood.

Qie Xieling swallowed his Adam’s apple rolling. He pushed Luo Muchen away but Luo Muchen was afraid Qie Xieling would see that he was hurt.

"Baby, let me see," he said but Luo Muchen tightened his embrace and refused to part from him. They stood there, locked in each other’s arms, in a moment that felt suspended in time.

Qie Xieling’s mind raced with questions and he was afraid that Luo Muchen was seriously injured so he whispered, "If you don’t show me you can leave right now."

Luo Muchen bit his lower lip afraid Qie Xieling would really kick him out. He let him go but just as Qie Xieling looked down his trembling hand reached out and gently cupped his lover’s chin, his touch both tender and urgent.

In a moment of sheer desperation, he leaned in and their lips met in a kiss that carried the weight of his emotions and his desire to stay by his lover’s side.

The kiss, initially hesitant, quickly deepened, fueled by the intensity of Luo Muchen’s longing. Every brush of their lips spoke volumes as if his entire world hinged on this one act. The taste of his lover’s lips, and the warmth of his breath, ignited a fire within him, a hunger that could only be sated by the person he loved.

Qie Xieling closed the door with a bang and Luo Muchen pressed him against it while sucking on his lips.

For a brief moment, the world faded away, leaving only the two of them locked in a passionate embrace. Luo Muchen was pouring all of his worries, hopes, and dreams into that kiss as though silently pleading with Qie Xieling to understand his desperation to spend the night together.

"What are you guys doing?" asked Bo Ailun while rubbing his eyes. The guy who didn’t wake up while the door was being knocked was wide awake now ruining the mood.

They stared at each other searchingly while Qie Xieling replied to Bo Ailun, "Nothing, go back to sleep."

"Is that Luo Muchen? What time is it? Don’t you have so many houses? Go home," he said and Qie Xieling stifled his smile.

"You heard him. Go home," he said while turning the door handle behind him. Luo Muchen wasn’t going anywhere. He glared at the culprit while his hand pressed against the door preventing him from opening it.

"Baby I am hurt," he said and of course, Qie Xieling wouldn’t kick him out after that.

"You are willing to show me now?" he asked and Luo Muchen held his waist while lowering his head resting it on Qie Xieling’s shoulder.

Qie Xieling sighed before grabbing his hand. "You go back to sleep preferably in your bedroom," he said to Bo Ailun before turning into the narrow corridor and pulling Luo Muchen into his bedroom.

Qie Xieling’s heart pounded with worry as he tried to assess the extent of Luo Muchen’s injury. "Let me see. Did you get it looked at?"

Luo Muchen who had had a taste of those sweet lips wore a mischievous grin as he playfully dodged Qie Xieling’s attempts. "Can’t we skip the examination and just go straight to the kissing part?" he teased, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Qie Xieling, "..."

Author: Someone should be sentenced to horny jail.