As the robe loosened, Qie Ranzhe turned away before dashing out of that room like he would die if he spends a second more in that room. Like a stupid cod, he fell for the same bait twice. All he knew is that he had to get out of there otherwise it would be game over for him.
Wen Qinxi fastened his bathrobe and chuckled as he slumped on the couch. Recalling how Qie Ranzhe ran off like his arse was on fire, Wen Qinxi couldn't help but laugh. It seemed tonight the both of them would be suffering in abstinence.
***
Qie Ranzhe had it worse as he uncomfortably walked over to his office. He would have gone to his room and taken a long shower but he wasn't sure if Qie Xieling was still there so he chose to head to his office. He shut his door with a loud bang and poured a glass of water with a slight tremble in his fingers.
