"Professor Shen! Here let me."
Luo Binghe grabbed the heavy projector and held it like it weighed nothing. Might as well be that way considering how fit his student looked. He had come wearing another form fitting shirt yet again.
Shen Qingqiu could swear some higher form of power was testing his patience, intent on driving him absolutely insane. He could see the outline of Luo Binghe's ample-sized chest as clearly as if he wore nothing at all.
He quickly averted his eyes before his student noticed his less than appropriate gaze. There was a line he could not cross, and this was it. Whatever attraction he had towards Luo Binghe, he would take it to his grave.
Luo Binghe stared at the back of the man he had been trying to seduce for a better part of the semester. He had taken Mythology 101 on a whim because he needed extra credits. He didn't expect the paper to become his favourite.
And he certainly did not expect to fall head over heels for his professor either. Calm, poised and elegant, Luo Binghe wanted nothing more than Shen Qingqiu's acknowledgement and attention.
And then once he got those, he started wanting more, he wanted the man's undivided attention on him, he wanted the man to like him back. And luck would have it that one day halfway through the semester Luo Binghe had caught those same serene eyes looking at him with desire.
It took a few more observations but he had confirmed that Shen Qingqiu had at least some sort of physical attraction to him. Especially on days where he wore light breathable shirts that clung to him snugly. He had gotten a hint on where to start and he would make the best of it.
Since the day of his discovery, Luo Binghe made sure to wear the most tightest of shirts that he owned, ones that were so soft to the touch and thin that Shen Qingqiu would have absolutely no trouble admiring his assets.
Occasionally he would make sure to flex them in class while pretending to look elsewhere and immediately when he looked back Shen Qingqiu would have a light dusting of pink on his cheeks and avoid looking his way for the rest of the class.
Since that hadn't worked, he had resorted to volunteering his strength and helped him carry around that heavy projector around campus from his room to the class every day. And he had finally begun to see some results.
Every day Luo Binghe would attempt to walk closer to Shen Qingqiu, inch by inch and the man never protested. Then he would occasionally brush and bump shoulders accidentally. On days when he did so frequently, Shen Qingqiu would proceed to place a hand around his shoulder or arm and pat it, asking him if he's tired and then thanking him for his troubles.
Jokingly, Luo Binghe had asked for a massage for his sore muscles one day and the blush that crept up Shen Qingqiu's cheeks as he spluttered for a response was everything he could have asked for.
Shyly, Shen Qingqiu had brought up an offer, "Once the semester is over and you graduate I'll treat you to a meal as thanks. How about that?"
Luo Binghe had enthusiastically agreed. But he would not wait for the semester to end nor for him to graduate. He would have his meal before then and he was sure all Shen Qingqiu needed was a little push.
Setting up the projector, Luo Binghe bumped into Shen Qingqiu once again making sure to lean his chest on the man's arm ever so innocently and briefly. Just enough to give the man a taste of what was on offer. He behaved himself in class that day till the end.
Repeating the daily ritual, he carried the projector back to Shen Qingqiu's room walking side by side next to each other. Taking a leap of faith, he wobbled on his feet and leaned into Shen Qingqiu's neck by "accident".
As he brushed his lips against the exposed skin, he felt them both shiver in delight and anticipation, with Shen Qingqiu adjusting his collar and asked if Luo Binghe was alright, commenting, "It's a bit hot today."
It was winter but neither said anything about that.
Reaching the room, Shen Qingqiu opened the door for him to enter and closed it once they both entered. He never kept his door open after the incident with the squirrel raiding his room and trashing it. Perfect for what Luo Binghe was about to do.
Once his job was done, Luo Binghe stood there with a hint of nervousness in his stance.
"Here take a seat and rest a while, you seem unsteady. I'll get you some water."
Handing him the glass of water, he watched Luo Binghe drink it all in one massive gulp. Shen Qingqiu made the mistake of glancing down towards his neck, his Adam's apple bopping up and down while a drop of water trickled down, trailed the bump and disappeared into his shirt.
He was too slow and Luo Binghe was too fast as he got caught staring. Before he could hide the desire in both his eyes and his pants, Luo Binghe got up.
"I like you. I've always liked you. I want you and I know you at least want me."
As he said that, he made sure to look down at the obvious bulge in Shen Qingqiu's pants.
Panicking, Shen Qingqiu abruptly stood up and tried to push Luo Binghe out of his room with an apology, "I'm sorry for my behaviour today. Please forget it ever happened. I'm so sor - "
Getting a hold of the hands that were pushing him to leave, Luo Binghe put them right over his heart. "Please don't apologise. I like you. I want this."
Shen Qingqiu could feel Luo Binghe's heart hammering away thunderously in his chest and stilled. Seeing that the man was still unsure, Luo Binghe brought one hand over to his own pants, painfully tight and bulging. "See, how much I want you. Please don't push me away."
Shen Qingqiu could feel Luo Binghe twitch in his hands when he touched but still said, "We can't. It's not appropriate…"
The words died on his mouth when Luo Binghe sealed his lips with a soft kiss. Wet eyes staring back at him, any objections and reasons were soon discarded.
Teeths clashing, he could feel Luo Binghe push him against his locker and crowd him in. When a particularly painful bite brought him to his senses, Shen Qingqiu pushed him away.
Licking the throbbing part of his lips, he spoke up, "Gentler. Be gentle, I'm not going anywhere. Don't bite so hard."
What he initially thought to be a rejection turned out to be the opposite and Luo Binghe leaned in for another. He had never kissed anyone before and was feeling inadequate.
Sensing his train of thought, Shen Qingqiu said, "Follow my lead alright?"
And so Luo Binghe leaned in with a soft peck and waited for the other to move. Soft lips brushed against his gently, sucking and nibbling on his lips with barely any pressure.
A tongue darted out to lick, snaking in the opening of his mouth and toyed with his own tongue. Gentle nips and sucks turned heated and Luo Binghe learned quickly.
Easing into his role, he led the pace and Shen Qingqiu seemed satisfied with it. Careful not to use his teeth, he sucked on Shen Qingqiu's tongue until the other man leaned into his hold, hands bracing himself on his chest with a whimper.
As Shen Qingqiu's hand roamed the soft expanse through his shirt, a finger brushed across his already hard nipple, gingerly drawing out a moan from Luo Binghe.
Breaking the kiss, he looked teary eyed as Shen Qingqiu began to circle a finger around the perky nub with interest.
Knowing just how sensitive his chest was, Luo Binghe brought Shen Qingqiu's other hand to massage his other neglected side.
"I know Professor Shen loves to look at them in class. Now you can touch them and do whatever you want."
Giving the soft flesh under his hand a squeeze he leaned in to whisper "indecent" into his student's ear, and getting rewarded with a particularly lewd moan.
"Please discipline this student then, Shizun."
Ignoring the use of the word Shizun, Shen Qingqiu soon settled into his role. Squeezing and pinching those perky nipples. He directed Luo Binghe to take his shirt off along with the jacket.
With the offending fabric in between now removed, he had unobscured free access to soft defined muscles that flexed in anticipation. Hands continuing to massage them, Shen Qingqiu lost himself in the feel of it under his hands.
Luo Binghe was enjoying the feel but he was getting restless, he wanted more. Reaching for Shen Qingqiu's pants he began to divest the extra layers of fabrics until he took a hold of the man's leaking member, giving it a light stroke.
"Mngh… Luo Binghe…"
"Binghe, call me Binghe, Shizun."
As soon as he said Shizun, he felt the hard object in his hand jerk up. So Shen Qingqiu liked that name.
Emboldened by the reaction, he sank down to his knees and leaned his face into Shen Qingqiu's thighs, enjoying the sound of the slow groan that reached his ears.
"Let this Binghe please his Shizun."
And then he dived in, tongue circling the head, he felt a hand grip the back of his neck and smirked.
He had studied his craft on unassuming objects lying around the house in preparation for this day and he would make good on his acquired skills.
Licking up a stripe from the base to the tip, he licked the bead of liquid from the slit, a hand stroking it as his other hand played with Shen Qingqiu's balls.
Swallowing his nervousness down, he began to lower his mouth on the hardened member taking him in whole, cheeks hollowed out and tongue flattening down to ease its entry.
When he began bobbing up and down on the length, he could hear Shen Qingqiu's breath becoming uneven, breathing out a hoarse, "Binghe…"
The sound of his name stirred something inside Luo Binghe and he quickened his pace until he felt Shen Qingqiu still in his hold and release his load straight into his mouth.
When the man tried to pry Binghe off from his still hard member, he continued to latch on and drink his fill, swallowing it all. Everything Shen Qingqiu gave him was precious and should not be wasted.
Seeing that Shen Qingqiu was still hard, a thought ran across his mind.
He laid down on the soft carpet gently dragging Shen Qingqiu down along with him. Gathering his tits into both his hands, he gave out an impish smile and offered, "Shizun can use them to get off."
Face burning, Shen Qingqiu scolded him with a weak "Luo Binghe" but his hands had already begun to massage the squished up, soft but firm mounds, relishing the feel and bounce of it.
Lowering himself to a kneel, he placed his legs on both sides of Luo Binghe's head and gathered the pair of soft mounds into his own hands, squeezing them experimentally.
Watching Luo Binghe close his eyes in pleasure, he shed his own doubts and began to thrust himself in between the two ample assets in earnest.
Gasping out whenever he felt Luo Binghe lean up against the friction heightening the pleasure. Asking Luo Binghe to hold one of the sides together, he used his free hand to play with the erect nubs screaming for attention.
With every pinch and pull he felt Luo Binghe tense up underneath him and he enjoyed edging this wanton youth till he could see tears forming in the corner of his eyes.
He felt himself nearing his climax and his hands let go out the slicked up chest and began pumping himself and brought his strained member right in front of Luo Binghe's face who had sat up leaning down on one arm
With one hand joining Shen Qingqiu in his ministration, his teacher came with a punched out moan and splattered cum all over Luo Binghe's face.
Shen Qingqiu looked dazed, while his student looked pleased with creamy white fluid smeared all over his cheeks and chin, some had even landed on his eyelids.
Luo Binghe licked his lips clean then began to lick the remaining leftover on his hand, eyes never breaking contact with Shen Qingqiu.
Leaning up to place a chaste kiss that tasted sweet and salty with his cum, Luo Binghe whispered out a filthy moan followed by, "Now it's my turn Shizun."
"Luo Binghe. This… we're in my office. We can't."
"Mmm? Shizun is so selfish. Now that you've gotten what you wanted, you no longer care for your poor student."
Grabbing Shen Qingqiu's hand and bringing it to his crotch, he ground up towards that enticing warmth and friction.
"Your student still hasn't come once. I haven't even removed my pants. Shizun is so mean. Using my body then throwing me aside after the deed is done."
As Luo Binghe faked his remorse and pretended to cry, Shen Qingqiu wanted to laugh at his student's antics.
"Are you sure you're not a theatre student? You have promising skills."
Smiling up at his teacher, Luo Binghe teased.
"We can do it in the drama hall next time if Shizun wants to."
Shen Qingqiu smacked him right on the forehead, calling him "shameless" and the likes. Luo Binghe did not point out the fact that Shen Qingqiu did not reject his proposal. Tucking away that piece of information, he focused on the present.
"Shizun, help me I'm hard. Please?"
His hands that were still firmly placed on top of Luo Binghe's bulge gave a squeeze then palmed it while asking, "The door?"
"I locked it, don't worry."
Shen Qingqiu had to marvel at his student's thoughtfulness and gave him a yank down there to which he was rewarded with a filthy moan.
"How long have you been preparing for this?"
"Ever since you walked inside the lecture hall on the first day. I've been dreaming of nothing but burying myself in between your legs."
Shen Qingqiu continued to palm the hefty weight through Luo Binghe's jeans until he felt enough pity for his poor student's dick which must be chaffed at this point and unbuckled his pants.
Pulling down both his jeans and boxers, Shen Qingqiu finally saw Luo Binghe's leaking desire.
"I never thought this day would come. I would get myself off to the sight of your ass after class every day. Shizun, please touch me…"
As Luo Binghe continued to spew filth from his mouth, Shen Qingqiu finally took a hold of that massive monstrosity. A stray thought of 'Would it fit?' ran across his mind but he paid it no heed and gave it his full attention.
"You - since the first day?"
Taking the initiative to push his dick further into Shen Qingqiu's hold in his impatience, Luo Binghe baited his teacher with a "I know Shizun was also looking at me. I saw you stealing glances at me. Am I handsome? Did Shizun ever dream about fucking me? Or getting fucked by me?"
The last question made Shen Qingqiu blush harder than he already was. He had indeed woken up from dreaming of Luo Binghe ramming into him several times. It had reached a point where Shen Qingqiu had resorted to playing with himself down there.
He thought of all the times he had used the toys he secretly got off the web as he opened himself up regularly. Wishing that pink and purple silicone was Luo Binghe.
As if reading his thoughts, Luo Binghe grinned. Licking his lips he leaned in to kiss Shen Qingqiu on the mouth, his tongue stroking and massaging the other's.
Shen Qingqiu finally came back to his senses and kissed back while his hands began to slowly stroke Luo Binghe till he felt it grow bigger in size.
Breaking apart from the wet and sloppy kiss, Shen Qingqiu bent down to return the favour. Hands sliding up and down the length of those smooth muscles, he kissed the insides of Luo Binghe's thighs.
Inhibitions thrown aside in favour of chasing pleasure, he sunk his teeth onto the milky flesh and drew out a lewd whine from Luo Binghe. His cute and handsome student seemed to like it. He stored this bit of insight in his mind for future use. Future use, Shen Qingqiu had accepted that this was definitely not a one time deal from his side at least, unless Luo Binghe wanted it to be.
He knew he wasn't all that great at giving head. His partners from the past were quite vocal about it but he was determined to return Luo Binghe's previous indulgence as best he could.
Placing an almost innocent peck to the head, he peered up through his lashes to see Luo Binghe staring down at him, not even breathing. Eyes boring holes into his skin, waiting for him to make a move. And he did.
Making sure to maintain firm eye contact, he lowered his mouth onto the giant of a dick. It truly was big, the biggest he had seen.
Shen Qingqiu hollowed out his mouth and breathed through his nose, carefully inching it deeper and deeper until he felt it hit the back of his throat.
His performance insecurity meant he had practiced enough and he did not need to worry about a gag reflex. Slowly moving his head to swallow the entire length, he began sucking and licking the length.
Making sure to swallow the tip of the head and use his tongue to tease the slit, drawing out moans that would shame any porn star on the planet.
Swirling his tongue to massage the length, he took a peek at Luo Binghe's state. The young man was breathing heavy, eyes shut closed while his hands grasped the edge of the table until his fingers turned white.
Shen Qingqiu gave a teasing hum, the vibrations sending a deep chill that reverberated through Luo Binghe's whole body. The reaction was immediate, whining at the sensation, Luo Binghe looked down, eyes glassy with unshed tears, lips bitten near bleeding.
"Shizun… I can't… "
Mouth full of Luo Binghe, Shen Qingqiu muffled out, "Then don't." and grabbed Luo Binghe's hands and placed them on his hair. He smiled when he felt the grip tighten on their own accord without his help and continued his endeavour.
Bopping his head and taking the member as deep as he could while his tongue continued to lap at the sides and tip with wet noises, Shen Qingqiu nearly choked when Luo Binghe began to thrust into his mouth, hands bracing the back of his head for support.
Tears ran down his face at the bruising pace and at the feeling of being stuffed full, he moaned out with his hands massaging Luo Binghe's thighs until the other came with a cry straight into his mouth.
As soon as he came, Luo Binghe sank down on his knees to urge his teacher to spit it out which Shen Qingqiu promptly refused. Ignoring the bitter taste in his mouth he swallowed it down and smiled up at the worried-looking Luo Binghe.
"Shizun… you seem good at this."
Eyes looking at Shen Qingqiu with intent, the professor felt his scalp tingle at the ferocity of that gaze. He feared one wrong move would lead to him being eaten whole by this man in front of him.
"Has Shizun done this before?"
What were those glass-hearted tearful maiden eyes for? No! Shen Qingqiu knew this was a well-laid trap but he couldn't bring himself to lie. He was a man with needs as well and of course he had gone out and enjoyed what life had to offer while he still could.
". . . hmm yes. . ."
An indignant look made its residence on Luo Binghe's handsome face which resulted in Shen Qingqiu holding in a snort.
"What is it? Quick, out with it."
"I'll ask later. After this."
Before Shen Qingqiu could even get a word out, he was hoisted up on his desk. He thanked his foresight for clearing up the space. He didn't know how he would explain to the administration if those files and papers ended up with weird stains on them.
He just needed to make sure the computer at the far end of the desk would not be destroyed in the process. Sending out a prayer, he focused his attention on Luo Binghe who was pouting.
"Shizun, focus on me. Stop thinking about others."
Who was this clingy maiden and what had he done to the earlier suave seducer? What was this gap? This student of his could not possibly be jealous of a computer right?!
"All yours. Binghe has all of my attention."
He could feel the cold glass underneath his ass warm up to his touch gradually as Luo Binghe unbuttoned his shirt to reveal his chest.
When he tried to remove it, Luo Binghe made a noise of protest. "Leave it on, this is enough."
Half naked on the cold desk, with his shirt half undone and pants thrown aside, Shen Qingqiu lit a candle for his sanity. Just what sort of fantasy did this man have? So specific about what to remove and what to leave on. He refused to have his socks removed as well but his shoes had to be off!
Pulling him against his chest, Luo Binghe began to place open-mouthed kisses all over his face, then he sucked on an earlobe getting a moan out of Shen Qingqiu which drove him forward. Hands playing with his shirt, Luo Binghe palmed the flat planes of his abs and inched upwards to pinch those lewd looking nipples.
Making sure to breathe hard into his ears as he played with the exposed nubs until Shen Qingqiu urged him to hurry up. "Shizun seems very impatient."
Ah, there it was. The shameless flirt was back. Bringing his legs up, he dragged Luo Binghe in until both their fronts were touching each other, intimately.
With a sigh, Shen Qingqiu instructed the other to open his drawer on the left and dig through the pile of items for lube and a condom.
Smirking, Luo Binghe teased his lips onto Shen Qingqiu's nipple, taking a bite then licking his way up towards his neck and placing a hickey right above where his collar would lay.
"Shizun has such things in his office. You're quite the naughty professor under all of those layers of clothes. Tell me, do you jack off while thinking of me in here?"
As if Shen Qingqiu would ever admit to anything. He kept all of the things he confiscated from his students in that drawer. If he secretly used an item or two in desperation once in a while, no one needed to know. Especially not Luo Binghe. He would never hear the end of it.
"Shut it. And get on with it. I'm getting soft with all this talk."
Saying, "We can't have that now, can we?" Luo Binghe spread the clear lube onto his fingers and then teased it around Shen Qingqiu's hole.
A finger easily went in and much to his surprise the second one went in just as easily. Looking at Shen Qingqiu who was doing his best to look anywhere but at him, he smiled cruelly. This lewd Shizun of his. He must've been playing with himself down there quite frequently.
After being urged to hurry it up again, Luo Binghe saved the interrogation for later and set to his task. Opening up his lover with care paired with just enough force to draw out those delicious cries.
After the third finger went in, he felt he had been prepared enough and nudged Shen Qingqiu to open up his legs wider. The condom lay unopened by the side. He had no intention of using it as he whispered, "I'm going in raw. Don't worry I'm clean and… " in a wavering tone, he finished with "Shizun is my first."
Eyes snapping wide open to gape at Luo Binghe Shen Qingqiu did not know what to say. His first. He was going straight to hell for this. He managed to squeak out "It's fine. I don't have anything… Do as you please… "
He would soon regret saying those words because in the next moment, Luo Binghe went inside him without a single warning, earning a punched out sound from Shen Qingqiu at the intrusion.
Tears streaming down his face, he wasn't given a second to recuperate as Luo Binghe began to move at an insidious pace mouthing at his neck, placing more kisses and bites along the way.
Shen Qingqiu had no one to blame but himself as Luo Binghe pushed him down to lay flat on the desk and had his way with him. The inhumane length disappearing into his body and bringing out whines and moans out of him.
When Luo Binghe angled one of his thrusts to hit a particular spot, Shen Qingqiu saw stars, crying out, "th-there Binghe… there.. "
Luo Binghe listened well to his instructions and aimed several well-timed thrusts to hit that same exact spot just as Shen Qingqiu chased the friction and moved his hips in tandem.
When he felt like he could come at any moment, untouched, Luo Binghe halted his movements earning a mouthy complaint from Shen Qingqiu.
"What is it?"
Devious eyes stared back at him and Shen Qingqiu felt his back start to ache in a foreboding sense of warning.
"I want to try something."
And the professor nodded his head, afraid his voice would crack if he used it.
In the next second, Shen Qingqiu was lifted up from the desk and his legs instinctively wrapped themselves around Luo Binghe's waist for support.
The movement caused Luo Binghe to leave his dear Shizun empty but he soon remedied that as he sheathed himself back into the warm heat and gave a hard thrust as he adjusted his hold of the man in his arms.
"Bin-Binghe… nngh… wait… "
Luo Binghe did not care to wait any longer as he moved along the room while supporting Shen Qingqiu, dick plunging deeper and deeper with each step.
By the time he reached his destination, Shen Qingqiu was a mess and his words came out in an incoherent jumble.
The man yelped in his arms when he felt the cold metal of his locker hit his back. Arms encircled around Luo Binghe's neck for support as he felt his lover grin into a lewd kiss, tongue sucking out any retort from him.
Back firmly plastered on the metal doors, he whined and clawed at Luo Binghe's back, wanting a reprieve from the assault.
"Binghe… I can't anymore."
At the near identical request, Luo Binghe could not help but drive in harder and deeper, wanting his Shizun to come because of him alone, his own dick untouched.
"Shizun tell me, am I better than all the others you've had?"
"Do they fuck you like I do?"
"Tell me Shizun, who's better. Them or me?"
This insufferable student of his. He would deny Shen Qingqiu any form of release until he got the response that he wanted. Throwing his useless pride aside, Shen Qingqiu cried out.
"You! Yo-u… Binghe is better than them. The best. Binghe fucks me so good and deep. Just you. Only you."
Shen Qingqiu couldn't hear anything after that, his own cries and moans drowning out everything.
"Come. Let's come together, Shizun. Please, for me. For your Binghe."
Lewd slapping noises intensified in the quiet room, their wanton moans escaping to the hallway through the crevices of the door.
As Luo Binghe pistoned into Shen Qingqiu's warm heat, he felt the other tighten and clamp down on his member and he held out his own orgasm and continued thrusting upwards and deep.
When Shen Qingqiu came with a loud cry, spilling in between their bodies, his hold on Luo Binghe slackened.
Luo Binghe held on tight as he chased after his own release and came with a moan, coming inside Shen Qingqiu, thrusting slowly every few seconds until he emptied his load completely.
Breathing coming out ragged and voices hoarse, the two smiled into each other's embrace and kissed. Slow and lazy until Shen Qingqiu motioned for Luo Binghe to set him down.
His legs weren't able to support him when his feet landed on the carpet so he held onto his student for support.
"Will you be my boyfriend?"
Shen Qingqiu laughed out loud at that. He really did. Before Luo Binghe could misunderstand him, he clarified.
Head leaning onto Luo Binghe's shoulder he turned sideways to look at his bullied not-so-little lover.
"I was going to lower your grades if you dared to dine and dash. Don't pout. I will - become your boyfriend that is."
Shen Qingqiu's whole body was lifted into the air as Luo Binghe hugged him tight and kissed him silly when he heard the response.
After cleaning themselves up as well as the messy office room, Shen Qingqiu instructed Luo Binghe to exit the room first so as to not arouse any suspicion.
A few hours later, some students were leaving the campus talking about getting hot pot together. There was a figure by the gates of the campus, feet playing with the dead grass underneath his shoes.
"A-Luo, we're going out for hot pot. Want to join us?"
Luo Binge politely declined the offer saying he had some things to do. The group left promising to eat together with him next time.
Luo Binghe had always been a quiet student. He was handsome and talented, good at his studies but he had no real interest in socialising much.
So when he seemed to be waiting for someone by the gates, Ning Yingying couldn't help but smile. A-Luo must've finally found someone he could open up to.
When the group could no longer be seen, Luo Binghe continued to wait by the gates that were devoid of any people in the vicinity.
As he played with the dead grass, he didn't see a figure approaching him until he felt a soft muffler being wrapped around his neck.
"You'll get cold like that."
"I'm warm now."
"Did you wait long?"
Luo Binghe shook his head, he didn't mind waiting. After all, what were a few hours compared to the months he had waited for this man to look at him.
"Next time don't wait out in the cold. Go to a cafe or something. Stay warm. I'll come to you."
"Binghe, you live alone right?"
"Do you want to come over to my place for dinner?"
Shen Qingqiu waited for a response and after a while a small voice unlike what he had heard earlier spoke up.
"Yes. I'd love to."
"Can we have hot pot?"
"Sure. Let's go to the market to get some things first then. It's good to have hot pot in this weather."
Luo Binghe silently added, 'It's even better when you have it with someone you love. Much warmer and filling.' but he wasn't brave enough to say it out loud just yet.
But he was definitely brave enough to slot his hands right into Shen Qingqiu's own as they walked hand in hand, cold chased away by the other's warmth.