A hoarse voice sounded softly, Ethan Fu turned around, slowly raised his head and looked at the man.
"Back where?"
Patrick Zhuo was speechless. He looked into the young man's beautiful eyes and bent down to K!ss his eyelashes. His voice was unusually soft and it must have been difficult to speak, so he could only K!ss the man's eyebrows and eyes while whispering: "Okay, go back to my home. Your home is also fine."
Ethan Fu turned his head away to avoid his K!ss.
Patrick Zhuo stopped moving.
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