Casper Xiao fell asleep.
His fierceness and anger were all melted in his eyes, turning into a bit of reckless unhappiness. He held Fletcher Shen's wrist, making the two of them snuggle in the winter night, and turned the cruel K!ss into a scorching stove.
The snow outside has been falling all night, as light as catkins, and there is no sound of wind.
When it was almost dawn, Fletcher Shen took out his wrist. Casper Xiao's fingers chased him and moved between the quilts.
Chen Yang, who was outside the door, saw Fletcher Shen coming out.
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