Luo Muchen, taken aback by his words was perplexed but curious. Qie Xieling was accusing him but there was something else, some unspoken words lingering beneath the surface. He wanted to ask Qie Xieling about what he said before but his mind was blank for a moment.
His eyes moved with purpose as they grazed over Qie Xieling's body, lingering on each curve and casting longing glances upon every contour. The room felt hotter all of a sudden, the air between them thick with raw emotion. Without even weighing his options, he closed the door behind him and locked it, sealing them away from prying eyes in an old familiar dance of intimacy.
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