Fifth World: Horsing Around On Bed
Qie Ranzhe's brow creased for a moment with his index finger on his lip before asking, "Is it? Why?"
"Because, I like men," he said finishing off the rest of his sentence in his heart, 'especially you.'
The sect leader sank deeper into the wooden tub with his back leaning down in a relaxed manner. A sly smile quirked up his face as he said, "So? It's not like anything will happen between us. I have a harem ready to serve me, remember?"
Wen Qinxi's mouth twitched at his words. He fuckin knew it. This man would play him like a Yoyo and like an idiot, he was led on resulting in this predicament. Even Qi junior couldn't stand for this as it instantly softened like a flabby cucumber.
Wen Qinxi tossed the sponge in his face and said, "Then go to your fuckin harem!" before storming away. He took off his outer robe while cursing under his breath before going under the quilt feigning sleep.