This Zewu-jun can never refuse Lianfang-zun's tea ~
[He's still quite giddy (which has nothing to do with his Lan brainworms getting activated at the sight of Jin Guangyao wrapped in the soft fabric of his cloak he's fine what are you talking about) as they step inside, idly brushing a few flakes of snow from his friend's hair before they can melt.
Jin Guangyao's warm weight at his side, his tender gaze -- Xichen is suddenly quite grateful for his years under the harsh rules of the Wall of Discipline or he would have probably done something quite foolish in his inebriated state. Well, more foolish than a single mouthful of that punch sending him from vertical to horizontal in a matter of seconds. That was pretty embarrassing. He'll probably even care that it was in the morning but now...
...now. He's still arm-in-arm with Jin Guangyao, beaming at him, not a single thought in his head save for the man in front of him and the steady warmth in his chest that he can't quite blame on the booze. He's missed feeling warm.]
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[He's still quite giddy
(which has nothing to do with his Lan brainworms getting activated at the sight of Jin Guangyao wrapped in the soft fabric of his cloak he's fine what are you talking about)as they step inside, idly brushing a few flakes of snow from his friend's hair before they can melt.Jin Guangyao's warm weight at his side, his tender gaze -- Xichen is suddenly quite grateful for his years under the harsh rules of the Wall of Discipline or he would have probably done something quite foolish in his inebriated state. Well, more foolish than a single mouthful of that punch sending him from vertical to horizontal in a matter of seconds. That was pretty embarrassing. He'll probably even care that it was in the morning but now...
...now. He's still arm-in-arm with Jin Guangyao, beaming at him, not a single thought in his head save for the man in front of him and the steady warmth in his chest that he can't quite blame on the booze. He's missed feeling warm.]