59 There's always a first time for everything

Feng Qiao and Zhao Lin entered their room. Just like the inn, it was decorated simply. Upon entering, you'll be welcomed with the wall made of glass in front where you could see the beautiful scenery of the Tian Ji beach. On the left was a door, probably the Comfort Room.

However none of these caught Feng Qiao's attention, his sight was glued to the thing on the right side of the room.

It was the bed.

To be precise, One king size bed.

Feng Qiao swallowed hard, he suddenly felt that it was hot in here despite the air conditioner in the room.

He looked at Zhao Lin and saw him arranging their things on the bedside table, not minding the fact that there's only one bed.

"T-that..." Feng Qiao stuttered as he pointed to the bed.

Zhao Lin looked at him, then to the bed. "It was probably arranged by Xiao Yu... Why? You don't like it?"

"It's not that I don't like it..."

Zhao Lin raised his brows urging him to go on.

"Ahem, it's just that I haven't slept with anyone before."

Wait, that sounds so weird, thought Feng Qiao.

Zhao Lin didn't notice it though, he went closer to Feng Qiao and ruffled his black fluffy hair, "There's always a first time for everything. This is also your first trip, right? You should get used to it because this won't be the last."

No, before I get used to it, I think I'll die from a heart attack first, thought Feng Qiao which of course, he didn't say out loud.

He could only agree with Zhao Lin and went to arrange his things too.

While he was arranging his things, on his peripheral vision, he suddenly saw Zhao Lin taking off his shirt.

Feng Qiao's eyes widened and turned his back on Zhao Lin. He could feel his face blush.

He could hear a rustling sound from behind, and then Zhao Lin said, "I'll take a shower first."

Feng Qiao then heard the sound of doors closing, making him breathe a sigh of relief.

That was close! Good thing he stopped himself immediately or else he would drool in front of Zhao Lin.

Feng Qiao threw himself backward on the bed, he stares at the ceiling contemplating on how could he survive the night. What should he say at times like this? How is he supposed to act normal?

He would spend the night with the person he likes.

In one bed.

Just the two of them.

What if he has some strange sleeping habits? What if he drools? What if Zhao Lin sees it? No! That would be too embarrassing!!

Feng Qiao ruffled his hair in frustration, he grabbed a pillow and hugged it to his chest.

He rolled to the side where he could see the beautiful night sky filled with stars above the calming sea. He didn't got the chance to observe it carefully before because the bed caught his attention but when he did, he was stunned.

The scene was stunning. It was breathtaking and calming. At this time, looking at the calming waves on the sea where the shadow of the moon reflected, all his worries disappeared and the fatigue from the whole day engulfed him. His eyelids became heavy and the next moment, he fell asleep.

Zhao Lin went out with a towel on his head, he was already wearing a loose shirt and pajamas. He was drying his hair with one hand.

"Feng Qiao, you can take a showe— eh? You fell asleep?"

Zhao Lin went closer and took a seat beside the bed, looking at Feng Qiao who is now all curled up in the bed while hugging a pillow.

Zhao Lin was amused. Hmm, he really is a cat, ah, even his position looks like a cat.

While observing this sleeping cat, Zhao Lin suddenly noticed that he is still wearing his shirt from before.

This is not good ah, he sweated a lot before, he must change his shirt. What if he gets sick?

Zhao Lin frowned, he stood up and got Feng Qiao a simple white shirt from his bags. Then, he tapped Feng Qiao lightly, "Feng Qiao... Get up for a sec and change your shirt."

Zhao Lin tried waking up Feng Qiao but to no avail. He even removed Feng Qiao's pillow but he is still asleep.

"Hmm, 5 mins." Feng Qiao murmured, he's still in his dreamland.

Zhao Lin sighed, he didn't know that Feng Qiao is a heavy sleeper ah.

"If you don't get up, I'll change your clothes myself." Zhao Lin warned.

Feng Qiao: .....

"I'll change it then."

Feng Qiao was now laying on his back on the bed, Zhao Lin reached out both of his hands on the hem of Feng Qiao's shirt and lifted it up to Feng Qiao's chest.

Suddenly, Zhao Lin's hand stopped as he froze while looking at what's in front of him.

He could see an exquisite jade-like body underneath the shirt. It was not muscular nor too skinny, those fine lines, that belly button, and those two pinkish nips, who seemed to be seducing him to reach out and touch it.

It was perfect.

Something stirred within Zhao Lin, he swallowed hard and murmured in his breath.

"Shit."