Faced with a real 3D version of a shirtless Qie Ranzhe, Wen Qinxi was speechless. His gaze swept over the man's defined muscles sculpted by the gods to perfection. He had seen a shirtless Qie Ranzhe plenty of times in the game but he couldn't get used to it.
His throat felt dry even though he was munching on a watermelon. Even a watermelon couldn't quench his thirst. He decisively looked away but Qie Ranzhe leaned down and whispered, "Like what you see?" but Wen Qinxi kept his gaze straight ahead like a museum statue.
"Don't worry I won't force you... I will just wait for you to come find me on your own," he continued with his warm breath brushing against Wen Qinxi's ear that had reddened in an instant.
