In any other circumstance, Xi Zirui would love seeing Han Yu taking off his clothes but this whole situation is bizarre.
Han Yu is no less confused. "Do you not want to?" he asks, disbelieving. "Because I'm not here for the great company, if you don't want to fuck I'm out."
Why are the other Xi Zirui's always fucking up his life? Honestly, when he isn't married to Han Yu's father, it's his employer. And with the exception of the previous world, they always have a terrible relationship to begin with.
What is it now? Hate-sex? It surely doesn't seem like they like each other.
"They don't!" Ni Ni chimes, ever helpful.
"Actually, I have a headache," Xi Zirui says, regretfully eyeing the sliver of skin at Han Yu's throat, admiring the teasing peek of his collarbones.
He feels ravenous for him, hungry for the way they fit together.
