[Unfortunately for him- Dan Feng does squirm away, up against his pillows, leaving dark spots of slick on his sheets as he tumbles across the mattress to stand at the other side of the bed. Across Yingxing.]
Slow. [He flicks a look at the bulge between Yingxing's legs. There isn't much space to play keep-away in this room, but Dan Feng is going to make Yingxing work for it anyway.]
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Slow. [He flicks a look at the bulge between Yingxing's legs. There isn't much space to play keep-away in this room, but Dan Feng is going to make Yingxing work for it anyway.]