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Qie Ranzhe relished every inch of Wen Qinxi's leg, lavishing it with kisses and adoration as his hands roamed lower, brushing tantalizingly close to Wen Qinxi's chrysanthemum ready for the plucking.

Wen Qinxi moaned while arching his back. It was as though he was urging him on. Qie Ranzhe's thumb rubbed his lover's chrysanthemum the smile on his face growing bigger. He now knew why Wen Qinxi was late.

"You have been busy," he said in a deep and hoarse voice and Wen Qinxi smiled slightly. "You might have an addiction babe."

Wen Qinxi caressed Qie Ranzhe's nipple while replying, "It helps with my creativity and motivates me to work."

Qie Ranzhe laughed softly his chest vibrating at Wen Qinxi's fingertips. "Then I am glad I can be of service. If you need any more motivation you can just summon me," he said his fingers dancing along his lover's inner thigh, drawing shuddering gasps from his man's lips.