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Luo Muchen's brows creased as his annoyance with Qie Xieling intensified. He couldn't help but wonder if he did this to his clients. Did he kneel down like that before them and beg to be punished?

He knew that he should let it go and leave. Just like his father had warned, he should stay away from Qie Xieling but his muscles didn't obey him. He wanted to pull him close and make him pay for his disobedience. 

His eyes remained glued to Qie Xieling's with his mouth open slightly as if he was trying to catch his breath. His thumb caressed Qie Xieling's soft lips and bit his thumb lightly.

An explosion occurred in his mind and Luo Muchen couldn't think straight anymore. His fingers slid to the back of Qie Xieling's hair and pulled him closer.

Qie Xieling obediently leaned closer and he was met by the tent pitched in Luo Muchen's pants. His lips quirked slightly as he nuzzled against the bulge on his husband's clothes.