First meeting:
——He Xingze, "Sorry, brother!"
Meet again:
——He Xingze, "Brother, can I sit here?"
Later:
In the dim room, the two people's breath was disordered and their clothes were not covered.
——Xie Liuyuan's usually cold expression disappeared. He raised the corners of his mouth and raised a faint light in his eyes. He leaned into He Xingze's ear and whispered, "Baby, can you do it?"
Intention: If you bloom, the breeze will come naturally