"It's to ask of you the favour of keeping your lover, Hanze under control at the upcoming gathering soon.".he said leaving Anying confused.
Which gathering?. What control?. Anying had a clueless face. Control who?!. When?, Where?, How?, Why?!.
Just when he was thinking, he heard an annoyingly sexy chuckle. "What a shame. Don't tell me you've been reduced to this. You don't even know your worth anymore after reincarnation".
"What do you mean?.". Anying frowned. Why were they spouting about shit after shit in circles?.
Author: young man. Language.
Anying: *roll's eyes*.
Xiajie sighed lowly. "Don't you know your presence makes it so, that earth hadn't turned to ash.". He asked.
"How?.". Anying questioned... he was confused?... He didn't even have his Powers in full anymore.
Well his reply came from the blonde who clicked his tongue in pity. "Ai... I wish I could bring in yan-yan.".
"Hm. But we can't.". Xiajie agreed. Making the blonde sigh in ' defeat '.
"Your presence makes it so that Hanze doesn't become a killing Machine". The blonde suddenly began.
Oh..."so it's like that... But how can I control him when I can't get close to him without permission?.". Anying asked... That is impossible.
"Idiot. You can.". The blonde comments much to anying's displeasure as he eyed the man, while xiajie watched on, patting the purring and disobedient xueCheng's head... The exhibitionists couple.
"Anyway, you're not bold enough. Well, all you have to do, is to do what will make him not kill anyone when he'd get angry at the meeting. ". The blonde added.
"Meaning, you should get his permission to follow him when he leaves for the meeting ." Xiajie added too.
Anying nodded, finally understanding the suicidal missions they were throwing him in against his approval. "But, how do I know the meeting's day?.". Another problem.
"Ask, Big brother han?..". xueCheng yawned poking xiajie's firm ribs. Xiajie groaned trapping his naughty hands.
"Heck no!.". Anying shot back at the youth who just nuzzled his lover's neck for comfort ignoring the man's rising bulge as he continued moving.
"Cchini would inform you". Xiajie replied his earlier question... It made Anying remember the fact that, xueCheng designed the collar.... Calm down... Calm down...Thepinkhairedfuckingdesignedthecollar!!!.
Anying would drag his butt out to spank it in front of xiajie!. The brat!. But just when he was about exploding, xiajie raised xueCheng up and declared. "It's time for you to leave. Hanze is timing you.".
It made Anying's mood plumment . The fuck!.
And the blonde had to add fuel to fire.
"Aww~... Poor you.". He said in a serious and playfully mocking tone... It made Anying confused and enraged.
Fine!. He earned it!. The king of confusion!.
Anying pursed his lips in distraction of the frustration of his internal turmoils.
Just then jimeng stood up, and muttered shyly. "I ... Err ...want to use the... Umm ... bathroom?.... ". Looking at the floor... While fiddling with his hands.
Anying was more confused. "Ok?.".
While another deeper chuckle escaped Raphael's red lips. "Hm...mm....". He just began humming an eerie tone.
Now jimeng literally ran out of the room while Anying shivered.
xueCheng in xiajie's embrace. "What got into him?. Is he ok?.". Worried.
"I guess so?.". Anying tilted his head in confusion. Then suddenly, he narrowed his eyes at the leisurely drinking blonde. Then quickly retracted when he was met with dark red piercing irises...
What the fuck?!.
Xiajie sighed and began walking out with the lax xueCheng. "Drop them off Raphael.".
"Of couuurse." The blonde replied in a causal tone of voice, as xueCheng yelled.
"Byebye!.". Before the door closed.
Now it was remaining only Anying and the blonde bearing an ancient name.
"You should get surviving lessons little one.". The blonde began.
Now he was talking like anying's grandpa.
"What do you mean?.". Anying asked skeptically narrowing his eyes.
Raphael sighed gliding his hand through his now messed up hair. "Hm?... You don't know, you lack the skills to remain sane and well... healthy if you live with both of your spouses?.".
Anying blinked. The lord of confusion was at work... no?.
Raphael .. well, he sighed and refused to speak again much to anying's despair.
Anying pursed his lips and returned to sipping his wine since Raphael was being a dickhead.
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