Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 589: Erotic images

Qie Xieling tossed his cell phone on the bed and pulled off the hair tie barely holding his hair in place. He ran his fingers through it before taking off his t-shirt. He casually tossed it into the laundry basket and stood in front of the mirror.

His reflection in it stared back at him. He tried to straighten his face and stop smiling so much but he failed. He recalled how Luo Muchen held him as they walked to the car and his smile only grew bigger. He chuckled softly while pulling his hair back catching a glimpse of his abs that looked like they were about to disappear.

The harsh light illuminated his every flaw. His once-toned body now carried a softness that irked him. His muscles had lost their definition, and his skin clung a little too closely to his frame. That’s because he had been in the game for so long and before that, he hadn’t been diligent with his exercise.

He rubbed his abdomen and suddenly recalled Luo Muchen’s shirtless figure. They were in the same game but why was he the only one at a disadvantage? He tsked but there was a smile on his face. The next time when he sees Luo Muchen he was going to poke his abs to vent his frustration.

He sighed, tracing the outline of his abdomen with a critical eye. "I should resume working out," he muttered to himself.

His gaze suddenly shifted upward, to the unruly head of hair atop his head. It had grown longer, tendrils curling around his ears. He remembered last night the soft hum of the blow dryer, and his boyfriend’s head tilting back as he worked on the man’s hair. The scent of shampoo and the feel of his hair in between his fingers still lingered from last night.

He bit his lower lip his eyes sparkling. As he ran his fingers through the lengthening strands he had made up his mind to let it grow out and keep it long for the time being. He’d let it cascade over his shoulders.

After admiring himself for a while he smiled slightly before grabbing the phone and unlocking. He swiped open the camera. He reached up to pull his hair back, his gaze focused on his reflection as he took a selfie.

The sunlight streamed in through the window, casting a warm glow over his glistening muscles.

The photo was somewhat blurry, but it only served to make him appear more alluring. His abs and sculpted biceps were on full display.

Feeling bolder, he reached down to pull at the elastic waistband of his pants. His touch was confident, and seductive, as he posed for another photo. The curve of his hips and the definition of his abs were clear.

With a cheeky grin, he sent the pictures to Luo Muchen before taking off his pants to take a shower. His cell phone that he had casually tossed on the dresser buzzed twice but its owner was already in the shower.

Luo Muchen was sitting in the backseat coming back from the store to buy Qie Xieling’s grandmothers’ expensive handbags when a notification came on his cell phone. He was reviewing the list Qie Xieling sent him of what his in-laws would like as gifts when it buzzed.

His fingers were about to tap open the message when three more messages came in. He smiled slightly while muttering to himself, "So impatient."

The driver glanced at him through the rear view mirror and wanted to ask but his eyes suddenly widened when he saw the young master’s red face resembling a cooked lobster.

Luo Muchen clenched his jaw trying to control himself but who was he kidding? Those erotic pictures were too stimulating.

His breath caught in his throat as he looked down at the erotic images. The images were stunning, a blur of flesh and passion that left him feeling both excited and desperate at the same time.

His heart racing he zoomed in on those partially open pink lips with an obvious bruise from the kiss in the morning. He rested his thumb on his lips the sensation from their passionate kiss still lingering.

A sudden burst of desire caught him off guard, especially given the less-than-ideal location. He was stuck in the car, with no way to relieve the growing tension between his legs. His face flushed red with embarrassment as he tried to move his legs into a more modest position, attempting to hide the bulge that grew with each passing moment. To discreetly hide his erection he crossed his legs at the knees. But it wasn’t enough, the physical sensation was too intense to ignore. His driver continued to focus on the road ahead, oblivious to the struggle playing out just inches away.

Luo Muchen typed back a response his eyes dark.

Lin’sBae: You are so cruel.

After sending it he waited patiently for the culprit to show up but he didn’t. He bit his thumb before typing in another message.

Lin’sBae: You need to take responsibility.

After waiting for so long he realised that Qie Xieling wouldn’t respond any time soon so he locked the screen of his phone.

Desperate for relief, he pinched the tip of his nose gently, his eyes darting outside the window, trying to think of anything else other than Qie Xieling’s erotic image.

Meanwhile, Qie Xieling was enjoying his shower after messing with Luo Muchen. The warm water trickled down his back and he couldn’t help but smile. He wondered what sort of expression Luo Muchen would have when he saw the images.

He soon stepped out of the steamy shower, the scent of shower gel and shampoo clinging to his skin. Droplets of water trailed down his chest, and he reached for the fluffy towel hanging on the hook. As he dried himself, he glanced at the fogged-up mirror, his reflection a blur of damp hair and glossy eyes.

He walked into the walk-in closet and pulled on a soft black T-shirt, its cotton fabric cool against his skin. He put on his khaki sweatpants clinching them at his waist with a frayed drawstring.