Just the sight of that cocky bastard is enough to make Mo Guan Shan vacillate between fucking him and running away screaming bloody murder. He thinks he's teetering on the edge of insanity, but he just can't seem to get this poisonous need out of his bloodstream. Ears aflame, he just has to endure the tremulous want in his heart as He Tian prances around him like a nimble spider; always teasing, and so far out of reach. [A story of mischief, lust, hatred and love in equal measure, and boys being boys under the scorching heat of Hangzhou.] (He Tian/Mo Guan Shan) Art by Old Xian