Xiao YuAn grabbed Yan HeQing’s collar and his whole body was almost pressed on top of Yan HeQing, pressing him against the table while his voice trembled as he shouted out loud: “Do you even know what you’re talking about?! What do you mean, that you love me? How can you possibly love me? What kind of love are you referring to? Say it clearly! Is it a pure, brotherly love? Or do you want to fuck me?!”
The uke puts me off sometimes. Why he gotta be so grouchy always. He is so mean to the seme. Pls dont hit the pup (๑•ㅂ•)و✧