Oh no, how sweet is that? Jin Ling's blushing now and, quite honestly, that suits him too. Sizhui rolls his lips then presses them together, still smiling, though it's more politeness than teasing while Jin Ling's looking at him so intently. Nobody's surprised that Lan Sizhui has developed into a looker nowadays, given his family, but it'd be nice to know Jin Ling thinks so too.
Despite his best attempts, Sizhui's mouth curves again at the younger male's remark, but he lifts his left hand, cups it around his face and attempts stifling himself before it gets too out of hand.
“Careful,” he playfully warns, “you even say his name loud enough, he's sure to show up and start an argument about it being the other way around.” Though they all already know both Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi have probably aged the same in maturity; they're both serious when it comes down to it, which is what matters, right? Right.
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Despite his best attempts, Sizhui's mouth curves again at the younger male's remark, but he lifts his left hand, cups it around his face and attempts stifling himself before it gets too out of hand.
“Careful,” he playfully warns, “you even say his name loud enough, he's sure to show up and start an argument about it being the other way around.” Though they all already know both Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi have probably aged the same in maturity; they're both serious when it comes down to it, which is what matters, right? Right.