Qin Baichuan × Jing Xu
Summer nights are perfect for drinking and having sex. You and I can lean on the rusty iron railings on the rooftop and look at the neon city.
The cool and moist night wind blew over my cheeks, and the moisture could dim the lights in the distance. Qin Baichuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Jing Xu's collar. His cold fingers were fierce, but in the end he gently touched the corner of his lips.
The place where no one usually sets foot now has two figures cuddling closely together.
A bunch of people who are really cowardly and blushing when they talk to anyone.
This is a short article about practicing skills, and it will be completed in about five or six chapters. Unrealistic, brainless and logical.
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