[ He lifts his cold hands, to cup Chang Geng's flaming cheeks. The warmth feels nice. He leans in, to press a kiss against his "evening flower's" lips.
In a low whisper, he coaxes: ]
I've asked you twice to bed already, will you make me ask a third time?
[ It's cute to see Chang Geng blush and stammer like this, but also a little sad, he thinks. The boy really ought to have a better opinion of himself. ]
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In a low whisper, he coaxes: ]
I've asked you twice to bed already, will you make me ask a third time?
[ It's cute to see Chang Geng blush and stammer like this, but also a little sad, he thinks. The boy really ought to have a better opinion of himself. ]