Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 665: Luo Muchen’s rebellious phase

Qie Xieling turned the note over and saw the words, "Library, study room two at eleven." He had a one-hour break at around eleven. A smile crept up his face as he sat at the back of the auditorium caressing the note. He knew his man wouldn’t be able to stay away obediently.

The auditorium had been a blur before as he tried to focus through the throbbing in his head but as he unscrewed the cap, the steam rose carrying with it the scent of ginger and a hint of something more potent.

He took a sip, the warmth cascading down his throat, spreading through his chest like a gentle fire. It was more than just the heat of the soup; it was the warmth of his sweetheart’s care. It was as though a silent message of affection had been simmered in the broth.

With each mouthful, the fog in Qie Xieling’s mind lifted, the gloom of going through this day vanishing. He was looking forward to seeing his sweetheart later.

Even the sleeping pill of a lecturer didn’t bother him. Qie Xieling’s mood had shifted. With the anticipation of meeting his boyfriend after classes, he listened tentatively. The world wasn’t so bleak anymore.

As soon as his third class ended at ten forty five Qie Xieling packed up his things fast and ran out of the auditorium.

The library was a small distance away and the campus wasn’t as busy so it didn’t take him long before he reached the red brick building. He slowed his pace as he approached the security gates. He swiped his student card and strode towards the study rooms. Luo Muchen was not a registered student here but with a few sign-ins and a charming smile, he would be granted access.

Qie Xieling didn’t know how he managed to book the study room but he had forgotten that his friend was also capable of booking the room on Luo Muchen’s behalf and Bo Ailun didn’t do it for free either.

Qie Xieling registered his name at the front desk before walking over to the study room in a hurry. He was so excited that he struggled to prevent himself from running.

The large glass wall of the study room was frosted making it hard to see what was inside. He touched the door handle but before he could turn it, the person inside opened the door abruptly and grabbed his arm before pulling him in.

Qie Xieling yelped followed by the soft click of a door being shut. The receptionist peeked her head at the end of the corridor but saw nothing. She shrugged her shoulders and sat back down. She had camera surveillance on all the study rooms to prevent students from doing perverted things and using the study room inappropriately but she didn’t realise that something was off with study room two. The footage was playing in a loop with the people inside sitting obediently at the table.

What was actually happening was that Qie Xieling was being pressed against the door his wrists above his head while Luo Muchen with a mischievous glint in his eyes kissed his lips.

"Mm," Qie Xieling whimpered blood rushing to his head. In an instant, he had completely forgotten about where they were. Luo Muchen eagerly sucked on those lips the hunger surging in his body. Last night it was incredibly difficult for him. His man rubbed against him in the car writhing and twisting like he was itching for something only to leave him with a pole standing upright. He had to change out of his ice cream-stained t-shirt and take a long cold shower before going home. Now that hunger that seemed to have calmed down reignited and his kisses became even more unbridled.

But just as things were heating up, Qie Xieling pushed back slightly, pointing towards the camera in the corner of the study room.

"There is a camera. Don’t go too far," he said while panting softly his lips a little red.

Luo Muchen turned his head slightly and looked at the camera. He glanced back at his boyfriend and gently pinched his chin making Qie Xieling’s entire body shiver like he had been electrocuted. "I took care of it," he whispered into his lover’s ears his voice lazy and magnetic making Qie Xieling’s heart tingle.

"Did you miss me?" he asked again the tip of his nose brushing against Qie Xieling’s. Qie Xieling on the other hand was distracted. He was thinking that his lover had surely entered his rebellious phase.

His fingertips grazed his earlobe his gaze affectionate. "I missed you so much I drank myself into a stupor. I can’t wait for us to get married."

Luo Muchen loved this answer so much that he couldn’t hold himself back. With a slight quirk on his lips, he whispered, "I can’t wait either."

With fervour, he pulled Qie Xieling close once more and their mouths met in a deep, passionate kiss that left them both gasping for air.

Luo Muchen pressed his body hard against his lover their passionate flames merging into one building up to a fever pitch.

For a moment Luo Muchen lost control of his raw, primal urges burning a hole in his brain. His slender fingers slipped underneath Qie Xieling’s clothes and they began to wander underneath tracing every inch of skin.

He brushed his fingertips gently against the skin of his lover’s chest, causing him to shiver with pleasure. With a low growl of desire, he pressed closer, his hand roaming freely across his man’s bare skin.

The feel of Luo Muchen’s warm fingers caressing him so intimately left Qie Xieling gasping for air, his body arching into his man’s touch as he let out stifled moans with pleasure. The sensations were almost too much to bear, but at the same time, he never wanted them to end.

Qie Xieling finally came to his senses. This wasn’t the right place to do this. He turned his head slightly his hand pressing against Luo Muchen’s chest. "Let’s stop. I can’t take responsibility here," he said his throat tight. Luo Muchen was already hard and his lower body was subconsciously brushing against Qie Xieling’s thigh as though announcing his situation without saying a word.

His warm breath sprayed on Qie Xieling’s neck making him curl his fingers clasping the man’s clothes. His thirst for him had grown unbearable.

"I will let you go for now but next time... I won’t," he whispered with a mischievous grin. He kissed Qie Xieling’s cheek and helped him straighten up his clothes.

Qie Xieling chuckled softly a retort at the tip of his tongue. "I went easy on you the first time. Next time you will be begging me to stop," he said but Luo Muchen internally murmured,

"We will see who will be begging who," while leading him to sit down.

He opened the food bag that he brought over and Qie Xieling could clearly see the no eating and no drinking sign on the door. It was a huge sign that was not easy to miss.

"We could have gone to the garden," he said but Luo Muchen shook his head no while unpacking the bento boxes.