[ The nails and the bite combined pull a pleased hiss from Xue Yang's grinning mouth, and he presses harder against Nie Huaisang even when there isn't any deeper he can go.
Then he backs off a bit to let Nie Huaisang not be pressed so much against the wall. Instead Xue Yang shifts around, making sure this time to get a good grip on his hips, then carries him fully from the vine-covered wall over towards the window with the other fruit growing. ]
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Then he backs off a bit to let Nie Huaisang not be pressed so much against the wall. Instead Xue Yang shifts around, making sure this time to get a good grip on his hips, then carries him fully from the vine-covered wall over towards the window with the other fruit growing. ]
You'll have to pick it. My hands are full.