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“You have fangs?!”
Lu Guang looked away, but Cheng Xiaoshi only leaned in closer.
“Wait, look at me. Can I see them? Please?” Cheng Xiaoshi begs as he practically hangs
off of him. “I mean, you don’t have to. No preasure.”
Cheng Xiaoshi all but jumped to the opposite side of the room.
“It’s fine, come here. You can’t them from all the way over there.”
Cheng Xiaoshi was back at his side in an instant, like usual. His eyes sparkling as bright as stars do on the night of the new moon.
Lu Guang opened his mouth enough for his slight-too-pointy-canines to show. He had never seen Cheng Xiaoshi stare
at him in such awe.
“Oh my God, GuangGuang, those are so cool!”
“It’s relly nothing,” Lu Guang said, his throat suddenly feeling raw.
“Are you… uh… hungry?” Cheng Xiaoshi asked awkwardly. Lu Guang felt like a fool.
Was he really that obvious?
“I’m fine,” Lu Guang lied, not wanting to make a fuss.