Third World: The L-Word
The excited Qie Ranzhe shot a silly smile at Feng Zi while rubbing the man's cheek with his thumb. He lifted Feng Zi's chin and planted a lingering soft kiss on his lover's lips. This kind of kiss couldn't be described as provocative or sensual but rather the type of kiss that expresses love, the love for the other person. This kiss didn't need words to explain its meaning, the message was thoroughly conveyed at the point of contact.
Wen Qinxi dazedly watched Qie Ranzhe exit the room with a beaming smile. He was instantly ridden with guilt. If it wasn't because it was for Qie Ranzhe's good he would have stayed. He didn't want to go through the excruciating pain but for Qie Ranzhe he would do anything which is why he had to leave.