Sounds like a demon king, alright. [Shi Qingxuan mumbles in response, melting at the touch. He surrenders to it like a puppy that's tuckered out from running around for too long. He's never bothered with healing his body after an enthusiastic night of drinking. After all, what a waste of spiritual energy would that be. And he's still young!
It's all what he's been doing lately, especially in the absence of his one other source of company. He hasn't seen Xiao Xingchen around, for some reason. Should he start worrying?]
Mmm. What were you doing? [He lifts himself up just enough to prop an inquisitive head on Huaisang's shoulder, as if he could come across an entrancing reveal from the comfort of their bed.]
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It's all what he's been doing lately, especially in the absence of his one other source of company. He hasn't seen Xiao Xingchen around, for some reason. Should he start worrying?]
Mmm. What were you doing? [He lifts himself up just enough to prop an inquisitive head on Huaisang's shoulder, as if he could come across an entrancing reveal from the comfort of their bed.]