[ it's incredibly escapist actually and lin jingheng has it in mind to push him off before things get too out of hand. but he can't bring himself to really when he knows that lu bixing had been doling out the proverbial chicken soup for the soul... but his arms are probably tired of serving it out.
he needs some himself. ]
You're the scientist, I guess.
[ he leans forward just a little bit, another kiss, a little bit of teeth. the taste still lingers, unfairly good. he wants to find a concrete reason with evidence to hate it. ]
no subject
he needs some himself. ]
You're the scientist, I guess.
[ he leans forward just a little bit, another kiss, a little bit of teeth. the taste still lingers, unfairly good. he wants to find a concrete reason with evidence to hate it. ]
I'll trust the process.