i don't want a smile if it ain't from you
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“Pretty kitty,” Feng Xin murmurs, “you should have known what to expect the moment you laid in my bed.” He tilts his head, brown gaze running over Mu Qing’s face, taking in his tense features, pursed lips, dilated pupils and the way Mu Qing is breathing in through his mouth.
“No,” he amends, “you knew what would happen. I specifically told you not to enter my room.. you came in here on purpose.”
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