A nervous tension Wei Ying hadn't noticed in himself until now starts dissipating under those kisses and bites as they fall back into their normal rhythm. Soon his pleasured signs and shameless moans are starting to fill the jingshi as usual.
"Lan Zhan, my beautiful Er-gege," he says softly. "You indulge me."
Even when his ideas aren't nearly as well thought out in advance as they should be.
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on 2020-03-03 12:20 pm (UTC)"Lan Zhan, my beautiful Er-gege," he says softly. "You indulge me."
Even when his ideas aren't nearly as well thought out in advance as they should be.