[ It is merciful—Chongyun has long since grown used to watery tea. Watery everything. Dipping most things in ice water is a quick way to cool them down so it's long since become a go-to. He watches those pretty lips purse on that blow and feels that—weird—feeling again. This seriously might become a problem. What if he's actually becoming allergic to his friend? It's something he's going to have to reflect on later. When he's by himself.
He nods while taking the tea, carefully bringing it to rest on the table in front of him. There's still a bit of warmth, so he waits, turning his eyes back onto Xingqiu. That's a nice sweater... don't wrinkle it with your ass... ]
So it was a book you took a liking to?
[ Something unofficial that he decided to throw his support behind? Chongyun knows he's an avid lover of books. It wouldn't be strange for Xingqiu to throw his weight behind something he really enjoyed. After all, the exorcist has been on the receiving end of Xingqiu's generosity many times. ]
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He nods while taking the tea, carefully bringing it to rest on the table in front of him. There's still a bit of warmth, so he waits, turning his eyes back onto Xingqiu. That's a nice sweater... don't wrinkle it with your ass... ]
So it was a book you took a liking to?
[ Something unofficial that he decided to throw his support behind? Chongyun knows he's an avid lover of books. It wouldn't be strange for Xingqiu to throw his weight behind something he really enjoyed. After all, the exorcist has been on the receiving end of Xingqiu's generosity many times. ]