- Date added
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Dec. 25, 2020, 9:31 p.m.
- Description
- “And that,” says Luo Binghe, the light reflecting red into his eyes as he stared at the bedroom across the garden and down a level, where Shen Yuan was sighing and smiling into his boyfriend’s mouth, glasses askew. “That’s where we bury Shang Qinghua’s body.”
“Oi.”
“You can keep him there forever,” says Binghe, as though this is supposed to appeal to him. “You know he’ll never leave you, never reject you, never suck face with anyone else.”
“Are you crying,” says MB.
“Of course I’m crying!” bawls Luo Binghe, beautiful face the picture of misery. “The love of my life is kissing some stupid little gremlin and you won’t even help me murder him!”
