Caught off guard, Luo Muchen's cheeks reddened in embarrassment. He turned around, unable to bear the sight any longer, and whispered, "Sorry." He had already seen every inch of Qie Xieling's body and even as he closed his eyes he could imagine every curve and mole on it. But he was still very uncomfortable looking at him so he looked away.
With a heavy heart, he quietly left the bathroom, closing the door behind him. An inexplicable heat was rising inside of him and he wanted to finish what they started earlier. But even he knew that was impossible. Qie Xieling was still upset with him about what happened before.
Seeking out means to extinguish the heat burning in his body he opened the mini bar fridge and grabbed a bottle of ice cold water. He twisted the cap and down more than half of it in one go. It gave some temporary respite.