Qie Xieling couldn't believe how much of a flirt this man was. He shoved him to the side and walked past him. Luo Muchen followed after him his gaze lingering on that perfectly sculpted butt outlined underneath the fabric.
He averted his gaze realising his mind was heading into dangerous territory. He rubbed the tip of his nose lightly before asking, "How did she get into your room?"
Qie Xieling wanted to ignore him but damn he couldn't help himself. He replied, "The window," in a monotonous tone.
"Should I bolt the windows next time?" he said and Qie Xieling didn't turn back as he replied,
"You can do that with your future wife, not me."
Luo Muchen was trying to make some playful banter but who would have thought that he had dropped a rock on his own foot? He grabbed Qie Xieling's arm and pulled him back as they stepped out of the inn. He forced him to walk alongside him before saying, "Can't you reconsider?"