There was a howling cold wind outside the window, making the room seem even warmer.
Henry Gu sat astride him, with his head slightly lowered. His half-long hair was soaked with sweat, covering the red corners of his eyes.
A young and vigorous body, and an equally young and vigorous desire, unconcealed, infatuated and crazy.
The separation was not short, and someone did not keep his promise of "I will visit you often", so the young artist demanded the interest with confidence.
"Are you sure?" Blake Lu stroked his hair and K!ssed him on the forehead. "It's already two o'clock, and you have classes tomorrow."
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