Can't tell if you hate me or love me | Fengqing

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3rd POV:

The three idiots ended up having a sleepover, Mu Qing wanted to refuse, but Xie Lian and Feng Xin begged to stay, his house was well decorated, extremely clean, smelled nice and was comfortable. In every sleepover, only Mu Qing's house was used..Xie Lian's was too plain..and we don't talk about Feng Xin's.
They talked for a bit in his bedroom, Feng Xin being the loudest was getting on his nerves badly.

"Shut up! you talk too loudly"

Feng Xin knew how loud he was being, and it was intentional to annoy his rival. His mouth just went even louder when Mu Qing spoke. He put his hand on Mu Qing's mouth to silence HIM.. even though he was the quiet one.

"EW! GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY FACE.."

"MY HANDS ARE FUCKING CLEAN YOU ACT LIKE MY HAND JUST GOT OUT OF THE DUMPSTER"

Mu Qing slapped Feng Xin's hand off his face.."who does he think he is touching my face that was cared for just an hour ago, gross!" he was madly offended in his head.. actually, he got an idea..he couldn't finish all his skincare in 12 months anyway. Standing up, he grabbed both Xie Lian and Feng Xin, dragging them in his bathroom.

"Im giving you guys free skincare. My house my life."

"..." "..."

The two didn't really know what to reply..Mu Qing harshly demanded Feng Xin to wash his face..for Xie Lian, he was a bit less sassy, still demanding though. Next, he forced the two to sit down.

"Geez, do you have to be harsh on every step?"

"I'm not harsh, this is harsh"

He took this as a chance to slap the soul out of Feng Xin, Feng Xin did get slapped, the side of cheek went red and he yelled soon after, Xie Lian just watched..not knowing whether to laugh or to cry that it was happening again.

"JESUS CHRIST..the hell did I do?"

Mu Qing rolled his eyes and smirked smugly, ignoring Feng Xin's complaint. He applied a toner, and smacked a sheet mask on both of them, a bit gentler with Xie Lian cause he has no beef with him. He paused for a second before grabbing onto Feng Xin's hairtie and pulling it off, the pain reached the scalp, but no going back now since it was already taken off..now his hair was no longer in a bun.

"Be grateful I'm taking effort on washing your crusty hair, how long has it been in that bun..you totally stink."

"I don't smell bad you're just telling that to insult me, and for your fucking information i wash my hair everyday, it just has gel to keep the bun in place."

Right, He was just insulting. Feng Xin was just confused and curious where he was being dragged to, Mu Qing's bathroom was huge, the first section had all the self care stuff, second... As (not) expected, it was like those hair washing places in the salon, the third was the bathing area of course..what kind of bathroom doesn't have a bath?

"Dude is your shit also luxurious? this part is like a literal salon. Now i know where your money goes."

Mu Qing completely ignored him, shoving him onto the bed. Feng Xin scoffed, anyway, he always liked these whenever he went to a salon..in which, just as the little shower was felt on his head, he closed his eyes and relaxed. Mu Qing had just noticed after a minute, not being able to hold back a smug smile that he himself made his rival relax, that boosted his sassiness by a point. Surprisingly, Mu Qing went gentle, Feng Xin was even surprised that he'd ever make Mu Qing calm..towards him too. Later, he opened his eyes, watching the ceiling as Mu Qing massaged shampoo in his hair.