Gatecrash a honeymoon

The soft hum of the engines surrounded them as they stepped inside the luxurious cabin. Luo Muchen swept Qie Xieling off his feet, carrying him bridal-style inside. "I can't wait to see how you will make me regret it," he declared with a trace of laughter in his voice, his lips brushing his husband's temple.

Qie Xieling wrapped his arms tightly around Luo Muchen's neck beaming but as they entered the main cabin that smile vanished. Their family were sitting in plush armchairs, their expressions ranging from amused to outright scandalized. Qie Xieling's blush deepened. Ahhh, he wished the ground would open and swallow him. 

Luo Muchen felt an intense chill creep up his spine. He put down his husband and cleared his throat a little embarrassed. 

"Why—" Qie Xieling stammered, "why are you all here?"

Wen Danzhe waved his hand at them with a happy smile, "Hie Madam Luo junior."

Qie Xieling, "..."