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“Gentle,” he breathes out into zhou zishu's right ear as he grabs hold of his hand and helps him cleanly chop the remaining onions into small cubes.
Wen kexing has always been a man who keeps his words, he told his husband he’d teach him how to cook and ofcourse he followed through but watching zhou zishu dash around the kitchen muttering obscenities under his breath he couldn’t help but wish he had zhou zishu against the bed post with his hands tied with the same cloth he’d keep patting his sweat ridden face with.