People want me because they're prettier, smarter, thinner when they're standing next to me, and they can act like philanthropists when they're talking to someone like me.
Feng Xin fails to win this fight because Mu Qing plays dirty, in the end, pinning Feng Xin to the floor, he doesn’t answer, but leaves a wet kiss on Feng Xin’s lips, then, blushing, quickly runs off.
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Feng Xin had often imagined this moment differently, something romantic, under a starry sky, or perhaps at a festival, on some special holiday or memorable date, in places where they had a world of their own, where other people were behind them but they felt apart from
#xicheng
Jiang Cheng loves dogs more than anything, but Lan Xichen calls him ‘kitten’, apart from asking, "Does the puppy want a treat?" puppy always wants a treat.
a kiss, but Feng Xin is also the one who brushs his hair, styles it and braids it, so Mu Qing, of course complains anyway: "Don’t treat my hair like that!" (Even if he does like it.)
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Mu Qing could complain about the way Feng Xin grabs his hair, wraps it round his fist, squeezes it between his fingers and uses it to control Mu Qing whether by forcing his head down or throwing it back, showing his neck, pressing him against the bed or turning him for
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MQ knew that FX was huge, and he could feel it during every fight, because they were so close that their body weight pressed them against various surfaces. FX really is huge, but during every fight with MQ he is aroused, which is precisely why MQ feels him so detail.
knows nothing about flirting with tigers. ( He is in love with a tiger for the first time, as well as in love for the first time, and for the last, forgive him.)
#xicheng
Tiger Jiang Cheng finds precious stones on his doorstep every day. They’re lovely stones, but useless, and he’d much rather have a dead animal he could eat. Dragon Lan Xichen, who has mountains of treasures he plans to give to Jiang Cheng before proposing,
with his palms. “Not a word!”
Xie Lian laughs with relief, whilst Feng Xin tries to pull Mu Qing’s hands away.
(They’re all a little bit mean, but it's all because of stress.)
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Xie Lian receives an invitation stating the place and date, with the words ‘invitation for one’ underlined three times. He was to attend a small ceremony, the wedding of Mu Qing and Feng Xin, who’d been unable to agree on whose side Xie Lian would be on,
for you to sew him some new clothes.” Feng Xin sticks out his tongue, and Mu Qing smacks him on the forehead for it.
“Are you two going to have a fight today? Wouldn’t it be better to end the day on a different note?” Xie Lian suggests gently.
“Aaaah!” Mu Qing covers his ears