[Dan Feng makes a sound at Dan Heng's fingers on him, and he stretches luxuriously at the touch, draping himself over both of them: legs tangled with Dan Heng's, arms pillowed on Jing Yuan's chest.]
I want- [He takes a lock of Jing Yuan's hair, dips his head to press his lips to it.] - ah - I - [He can't say it then, he can't say it now, either.] - spend time - er -
Re: DAY 22 EVENING
I want- [He takes a lock of Jing Yuan's hair, dips his head to press his lips to it.] - ah - I - [He can't say it then, he can't say it now, either.] - spend time - er -