What could two dashing older men get up to?
Honestly, I think they're both bottoms, though Qiu Guan might be more of one. Or maybe not...
Night falls, and love fades. Can I still meet you, the one I let slip away?
“Sir, what would you like to drink?”
“A cup of Blue Mountain coffee.”
“Certainly. Please wait a moment.”
Zheng Shaoqiu was used to going to Lán Shān in the Maldives once a year. He would order just one cup of Blue Mountain coffee and sit there all afternoon.
“Hello, sir. What would you like?”
“A cup of Blue Mountain coffee. Oh, and a plate of pistachios.”
A familiar voice drifted into his ears. He looked up in surprise.
“Brother, the Blue Mountain coffee leaves me wanting more!”
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