With a sigh, he twisted the ring on his finger, contemplating the weight of its meaning, before taking off his clothes. He stepped into the shower his mind in a daze.
Warm water cascaded over him, washing away the day's tension. As he stood there, the steam enveloped his body. Thoughts of Han Xin lingered in his mind, a smile tugging at his lips as he pictures what he was going to do with him tonight.
***
The dimly lit bedroom provided a stark contrast to the chaotic energy of the twins downstairs, who seemed to have an endless supply of energy. Han Xin had waited for Xiang Yu to come back but his boyfriend had ditched him leaving him to fend for himself.
After much struggled he finally managed to slip away using Butler Qing as a shield. He locked the door just in case if they chase him upstairs. He raised his head about to call Xiang Yu only for his gaze to fall on the figure lounging on the bed.
