Looking at the arm that suddenly dropped on his shoulders, Jiang Cheng’s hand itched to remove it forcefully. Before he could make a move, Zhao Zhuliu thankfully retracted the offending arm and glared at him when he spoke.
“Unfortunately, you aren’t my type AT ALL. I’m just protecting someone precious to me and I don’t want to be a nurse again.”
Yeah, nursing Xichen-ge’s broken heart is hard. He gets so emotional and I don’t know how to pacify him. I don’t want to see him cry as well when he’s always so happy.
Wanyin turned to Lan Xichen and raised his eyebrow at him when he took a bite on the dick cupcake. But his eyes caught the other man sitting next to Xichen-ge and Jiang Cheng almost laughed at how well he’s savoring the miniature dick. “I see, Zixuan. You like my mini dicks.” He teased lightly.
It was fucking hilarious. He’d make sure that next time they meet, he’d give him a bigger dick.
“Xichen-ge,” he called to the older man who was savoring the dick and gave him a devious smirk, “See? You always look good when a dick is on your mouth.”
In his mind, his only aim was to rail Zhao Zhuliu. If he wanted Xichen-ge back, he must damn well get to him first properly this time.
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Re: VIP Rooms
Date: 2020-07-20 09:03 pm (UTC)“Unfortunately, you aren’t my type AT ALL. I’m just protecting someone precious to me and I don’t want to be a nurse again.”
Yeah, nursing Xichen-ge’s broken heart is hard. He gets so emotional and I don’t know how to pacify him. I don’t want to see him cry as well when he’s always so happy.
Wanyin turned to Lan Xichen and raised his eyebrow at him when he took a bite on the dick cupcake. But his eyes caught the other man sitting next to Xichen-ge and Jiang Cheng almost laughed at how well he’s savoring the miniature dick. “I see, Zixuan. You like my mini dicks.” He teased lightly.
It was fucking hilarious. He’d make sure that next time they meet, he’d give him a bigger dick.
“Xichen-ge,” he called to the older man who was savoring the dick and gave him a devious smirk, “See? You always look good when a dick is on your mouth.”
In his mind, his only aim was to rail Zhao Zhuliu. If he wanted Xichen-ge back, he must damn well get to him first properly this time.