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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...
Jiang Cheng finally fell asleep, extremely tired, but extremely happy too, with a smirk on his face. He had won!
Lan Huan watched him sleep for good 5 minutes before going back to his personal oblivion, too pleased that his lover had chosen a warm destination, totally planning on hiding all his possible clothes (maybe getting his suitcase lost at the airport, that was the evil plan), and watching him some more, at the beach – only naked.
The Sunday was a day for laziness, sleeping in, and packing a couple of suitcases – which also, logically, meant a lot of bickering.
Brent was sitting downstairs, with a cup of tea, browsing through Bentley Motors's official website, totally planning to choose his own future car; the Pretty Englishwoman had inspired him greatly. But then he remembered that he should actually be browsing the BMW's page, and afforded a short, self-deprecating laugh – he was all alone downstairs, and the yells coming from above were getting shriller.
He was not worried, though. Those two could never be truly mad at each other; he suspected it was physically impossible.
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