[ The mess is one of the last things on Xue Yang's mind. The haze of his afterglow makes him even more mellow with drink, and he opens his lips to press back and into the bite. ]
Hey... If you like getting bit, we should do this again sometime.
[ He kisses for a little while longer, bites Shi Qingxuan's lip in return, and then laughs softly. ]
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Hey... If you like getting bit, we should do this again sometime.
[ He kisses for a little while longer, bites Shi Qingxuan's lip in return, and then laughs softly. ]