[ Layers pushed away, baring Xichen a little more to his touch, fingers exploring carefully. Jiang Cheng touches the newly shown fabric, thumb tracing the shape of his chest through the remaining layers. It’s not close enough, but it’s what he can dare for now.
His head tilts back, huffing a soft, pleased sigh. ]
I… I think you should keep spoiling me. I want it.
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[ Layers pushed away, baring Xichen a little more to his touch, fingers exploring carefully. Jiang Cheng touches the newly shown fabric, thumb tracing the shape of his chest through the remaining layers. It’s not close enough, but it’s what he can dare for now.
His head tilts back, huffing a soft, pleased sigh. ]
I… I think you should keep spoiling me. I want it.