Zhao Zhuliu is focused on the source of some of his deepest issues. He wants to snap back, but Lan Xichen's words come like a slap. He shouldn't ruin this for Xichen. He has already ruined enough. He takes a breath and stands. "I'll be right back." He says more for Xichen's benefit than for anyone else on that couch. He walks to the bar and orders himself something bright and fruity and nonalcoholic. He tells the baretender to take his time in making the drink. He needs the time to compose himself. Jiang Wanyin is Lan Xichen's A-Cheng. It explains his protective behavior, especially in regards to himself. God, he has fucked up. When the bartender slides the finished drink over, Zhao Zhuliu knows he needs to go back. He steels himself, takes the drink and turns around to return to the couch.
He freezes at the scene before him: Xichen and Jin Zixuan basically making out, a cupcake between them. He swallows at the sight, as it shoots straight to his dick. He takes a sip of his drink and strides over. For Xichen he will ignore the fact that his A-Cheng is present.
"Enjoying yourselves." He smirks at the two, positioning himself so he standing over Xichen and Jin Zixuan.
Re: VIP Rooms
He freezes at the scene before him: Xichen and Jin Zixuan basically making out, a cupcake between them. He swallows at the sight, as it shoots straight to his dick. He takes a sip of his drink and strides over. For Xichen he will ignore the fact that his A-Cheng is present.
"Enjoying yourselves." He smirks at the two, positioning himself so he standing over Xichen and Jin Zixuan.