On the corridor of the palace where Noah lived, Lucas stood against the wall, listening to the footsteps gradually fading away, not daring to move at all.
Noah put one elbow on the window lattice to protect Lucas with his body, thus blocking him completely. Therefore, there was no way that the passing disciple could see Lucas having a secret meeting with him here.
The two stood close to each other. Lucas could smell the light scent of rutina on Noah's body, and Noah could also smell that Lucas liked to wash his hair with soapberry water.
To show his decency, Noah looked directly at Lucas who was only a few feet away from him. He counted his long and soft eyelashes and looked at his red lips without makeup, which was pleasing to the eye.
Lucas's cheeks turned red when he looked at him, and he turned away, complaining in his heart:
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