Your name is Yingxing. He is a middle ish aged man, member of the High Cloud Quintet- and newly wed husband of Dan Feng, the Imbibitor Lunae. They have just slipped away from their wedding, and heâs leaning against a wall as yingxing gently undoes his silk robes. As he opens his mouth to say something, dan feng puts a slender finger to his lips. âYingxing. We donât need words right now, alright? No need.â His voice is smooth. He can do nothing but obey such a charming, high held man.
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