HYMN OF PAST
Cian Xia approached, embarrassed.
Hearing his shy tone, Wun Lan immediately returned to his side, wrapping his arms around Cian Xia’s waist, drawing him close and pressing soft kisses to his cheeks.
Their eyes met, brimming with warmth, admiration, and broaden love.
“Aiyo… did I make my Cian Xia feel embarrassed?” Wun Lan teased, grinning.
Cian Xia said nothing, lowering his head and biting his lower lip. Wun Lan’s grin widened in satisfaction.
Speaking soothingly, he hugged Cian Xia tightly, burying his face in his lover’s shoulder and inhaling the familiar lavender scent.
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