Luo Muchen was very unhappy. Why wouldn't he when she was pitting him? He was undoubtedly irritable but his annoyance suddenly vanished as a pair of hands touched his back slathering sunscreen carefully.
"Class president, have you been working out lately? Your muscles seem... different," asked Qie Xieling.
He was sitting behind Luo Muchen, his legs spread apart on either side of the chaise. While rubbing the sunscreen in, he couldn't help but admire the broad expanse of his muscular back. He had on a serious expression as his fingers traced the ridges of Luo Muchen's muscles, and felt a warmth spread through his body.
Qie Xieling brushed it off thinking it was just the heat from the hot weather. But as he continued to rub the lotion into his skin, he found himself getting lost in the moment that he didn't even hear Luo Muchen's response.
"Lin Lin," called out Luo Muchen and Qie Xieling absentmindedly looked up while humming softly,
"Mm."
