Warning: This chapter contains explicit content, so read only at your own risk.
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They were both silent all the way, in the elevator and on their way back to the apartment. Both of them looked deep in their thoughts. And completely sober by the time they arrived at the apartment.
It was probably the kiss that had cleaned up their minds. Or maybe cloudy it even more, which was the case for Yixing. He could only think about the feelings he felt when he was being kissed. And would be Huobai's taste if he did not drink.
"Your room or mine?" Huobai asked when he threw his keys on the counter after they walked in. Yixing stopped taking off his shoes and looked up, totally confused.
"What?" he asked and continued his adventure of taking down his shoes, which somehow were harder to get off, more than usual.
