Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 166: "Who the real pervert is is evident,"

Qie Xieling stirred, gradually surfacing from the depths of slumber. The warm sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the inn. As his consciousness returned, he felt an unusual warmth against his body. Peculiar, yet strangely comforting.

Opening his eyes, Qie Xieling’s heart skipped a beat. There, lying beside him on the bed, was Luo Muchen, not the tiny dragon but a full-grown Luo Muchen.

The realisation struck him like a bolt of lightning. Only then did he finally remember where they were? It wasn’t Luo Muchen but King Luo. Still, that didn’t explain why he was here in bed with him.

In his sleep, Qie Xieling’s leg was draped over King Luo’s thigh, and his arms were wrapped around King Luo’s chest as if they were lovers entwined in an embrace.

Recalling his spring dream from the previous evening filled with explicit content, panic surged through him, his mind racing to explain the situation. How? Why? When? A thousand questions whirled in his head, but amidst the chaos, a different feeling began to emerge.

As he gazed upon King Luo’s peaceful face, he couldn’t help but notice the delicate curve of his lips and the gentle rise and fall of his chest with each breath. Qie Xieling found himself captivated by King Luo’s features, his heart fluttering in a way he had never experienced before.

He moved his hand slowly and pulled up the quilt. He had noticed deep scratches on King Luo’s naked upper arm. Yes, King Luo was also as naked as the day he came into this world. He probably transformed from a small dragon to a human while he was sleeping in Eling’s embrace.

Qie Xieling traced the scratch marks with his fingers wondering how he got them. A flash of that inexplicable dream sprung up. He saw his fingers digging into King Luo’s arm through the fabric of his clothes. Even the sound of King Luo’s groan in pain was vivid in his mind sending shivers all over his body.

A mixture of confusion and desire entwined within Qie Xieling, causing his emotions to collide. He longed to reach out and caress King Luo’s cheek, to trace the contours of his face with his fingertips.

His mind fought against the forbidden thoughts, reminding him that this wasn’t exactly the Luo Muchen who would let him do as he pleased and what the implications of such an intimate position were. King Luo would probably burn him with his dragon fire till nothing was left of him, not even dust.

Yet, his heart yearned for something more, something he couldn’t quite comprehend. Just as Qie Xieling’s internal struggle reached its peak, King Luo began to stir. His eyelids fluttered, revealing a pair of drowsy yet alert eyes.

The moment King Luo’s gaze met Qie Xieling’s, all hell broke loose. A whirlwind of panic, embarrassment, and uncertainty filled the air, engulfing the room in tense silence.

Luo’s eyes widened in shock, his body tensing against Eling’s touch. He quickly extricated himself from Eling’s embrace, stumbling backwards off the bed. But when he realised, he was naked, King Luo’s face drained of all colour as he pulled down the quilt to cover himself up.

The room seemed to shrink as the reality of the situation sank in. He glared at Eling and said, "Don’t ever speak of this."

His voice was tyrannical and threatening but to Qie Xieling, it tickled all his senses and he suddenly had the urge to poke and pluck the spines of the porcupine that were standing up.

"Why are you mad? I am the one who was violated. You walked in here of your free will and slept in my bed naked," he said, tempted to seek out compensation.

King Luo’s eyes darkened as he pulled at the quilt harder. Qie Xieling sat up with his legs spread wide apart. He looked down at King Luo before continuing to say, "No need to cover yourself. I have seen everything. The heavens were quite generous when they gave you a package. It makes some of us envious."

King Luo, "..."

"What did I just say," he said and Qie Xieling glanced at his nails all nonchalant while saying,

"My silence comes at a very heavy price."

King Luo’s limbs froze, his blood running cold. What sort of price could that be? His mind in turmoil, he asked, "What do you want?"

Qie Xieling showed an evil smile sending tingles all over the dragon king’s body. He suddenly had a bad premonition. Qie Xieling curled his finger, beckoning him closer. Hesitant, King Luo leaned forward expecting the worst.

His cheek was suddenly pinched and before he could make sense of what happened, the fingers withdrew. "Ahhh so soft... If you want to sleep over, just say so. There is no need to be embarassed. Just make sure you wear clothes next time otherwise, I can’t guarantee your safety."

King Luo, "..."

"Pervert," he said in a hoarse voice and Qie Xieling chuckled.

"Says the man who crawled into my bed naked. Who the real pervert is is evident," he said before getting up. His hardness couldn’t be concealed through the thin fabric. Qie Xieling might have been teasing King Luo but he was well aware of the truth smacked right in his face.

He held impure intentions towards Luo Muchen or in this case, King Luo. He was as hard as a rod and he knew damn well it wasn’t just morning wood.

He got up and tossed King Luo clothes to wear. King Luo wanted to refuse but that soothing, healing scent made it very difficult to refuse. He suddenly had the urge to steal all of Eling’s clothes and make a nest for himself to hibernate in.

Soon he snapped out of this absurd idea when Eling asked, "When did you figure out that you could transform to your human form," from behind the folding screen.

King Luo’s throat bobbed before saying, "Yesterday." It wasn’t yesterday but the day before yesterday. Since Eling didn’t remember the embarrassing episode then what was the point in bringing it up? But when he recalled how he was writhing underneath him, panting softly, King Luo couldn’t help but feel hot all over. When Eling beckoned him over, there was even a hint of anticipation but in the end, it wasn’t what he thought would happen.

Qie Xieling heaved a sigh as he put on his clothes. This further validated the fact that what happened was truly a dream.