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This is Part 2 of an on-going book. Of you haven't read Part 1, none of this will make any sense to you.
NB: [-in the process of editing-]
[comments are to be deleted coz the ones i got so far were abominable...
Ummm, maybe 🔞? I personally don't think so, but be warned: some explicit content ahead.
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San Ji was pouting.
True, Lan Xichen was spending quite a lot of time at his flat now, but he rarely ever saw him! So unfair! The two morons would just lock themselves in Jiang Cheng's room, and stay there for hours!!!
He had been at least hoping for some spicy stuff – like kissing and, you know, sex - but there was nothing of the kind. They would usually have dinner in there, and watch a movie, and maybe talk a bit.
What the hell were they talking about so much?! They were together every single day!
The young cook was having a late dinner in the kitchen all by himself, wondering about those two. He had noticed the huge ring on A-Cheng's hand, for sure, and he guessed it meant something. Surely, it wasn't an engagement ring because it was on the wrong finger! But... one never knew with those two!
They were so weird!
- Hmmmpf! - he huffed over his salad, quite unhappy because of the lack of fresh gossip and the abundance of his own personal outrage.
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- Mmm... you were late tonight... - Jiang Cheng was purring, melting again.
His lover was hovering over him, warm and fragrant; they had just taken a shower together. Lan Huan was caressing all over him again, and he enjoyed it so much that he couldn't even get angry at him properly right now.
- A late meeting, honey... Forgive me, baby... - Lan Huan was cooing, enjoying the softness under his palms.
- So late? Who with?! – Jiang Cheng bristled up sharply, glaring at him now.
Lan Xichen just laughed, but didn't stop - this was far too nice!