30 Sep 2020
Jingyi knows it’s going to be a good night when he hears a startled little squeak, and then a playful, “Lan Zhan!” The end of the name is muffled, like someone has trapped the sound in a soft mouth.
Usually Hanguang-jun has a qiankun pouch full of silencing talismans drawn out by his husband’s clever hands, but sometimes they get caught up in the moment and forget to put them up, or, as Jingyi suspects sometimes, Hanguang-jun feels compelled to remind everyone exactly who his husband belongs to.
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07 Oct 2020