Cicadas Singing

In the morning, Duan Lin was making breakfast in the kitchen, a pale yellow apron tied around her waist in a pretty bow. Cui Xun was brushing his teeth, his mouth still full of foam, as he leaned his limp body against Duan Lin's shoulder. He wore a white tank top, and a thin layer of muscle showed on his wheat-colored arms. Spoiled rich young master x pitiful, humble older man Theme: Please love me