Huobai made a step closer to the bed and closed the door behind himself. He was holding onto Yixing's gaze. He involuntary swallowed when he saw Yixing licking his lips. He bit his lower lips and, while looking at Huobai, he stroked his working tool. And Huobai made another step towards him.
Then he remembered what he was here for. What was the problem? What happened? And what he wanted to do.
"I can't. We can't. I'm sorry I will wait in the living room," Huobai suddenly half-whispered, half-sobbed. And ran away from the room as if he was chased by demons.
When he ran out of the room, he knew that what he did was right. How could he know if this fling, they would have, would have been because of genuine feelings or because he pities Yixing?
