[ Jiang Cheng doesn't much like the way his cheeks heat up a little - maybe he's lucky and there's no one inside hearing him bang around as if he's here to pick a fight.
He isn't, for once, so they're lucky. His eyes flick over Xichen's face for a moment before he coughs and steps back and out of the way. ]
No, not long. Don't worry about it.
[ He hesitates in the doorway and holds out the snacks. ]
[ The point, he wants to say, but he can’t do much in the face of Xichen and his kindness. It’s an impossible thing to resist and the slight relaxing of his shoulders must be a giveaway now.
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He isn't, for once, so they're lucky. His eyes flick over Xichen's face for a moment before he coughs and steps back and out of the way. ]
No, not long. Don't worry about it.
[ He hesitates in the doorway and holds out the snacks. ]
Here.
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This is very thoughtful, thank you very much.
Would you share them with me?
[ The invitation inside ... remains. ]
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[ The point, he wants to say, but he can’t do much in the face of Xichen and his kindness. It’s an impossible thing to resist and the slight relaxing of his shoulders must be a giveaway now.
He steps forward and nods. ]
Fine. Yes, thank you.