[ He thinks to himself, Xiao Jiu, you were getting on with them just fine before now. Yue Qingyuan attempts one more pat, not figuring he'll be allowed it, as he then shifts and moves off the bed, cabbits sliding around and making sleepy noises of protest. He utters a few soothing words, then walks to the door, opening it to allow the outside air free access. ]
Xiao... Miao'er, if you'd be kind enough to step off the bed for a moment.
[ He's about to use speed and a blanket to send all the cabbits out at once. Staring a little too long at the at that's his Xiao Jiu, and wondering what it is that makes it so much easier for Shen Qingqiu to accept his presence when he doesn't have to have it be known.
... And in that, understands enough. He smiles, a touch sad, a touch glad, and simply waits for his shidi to make his move. ]
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Xiao... Miao'er, if you'd be kind enough to step off the bed for a moment.
[ He's about to use speed and a blanket to send all the cabbits out at once. Staring a little too long at the at that's his Xiao Jiu, and wondering what it is that makes it so much easier for Shen Qingqiu to accept his presence when he doesn't have to have it be known.
... And in that, understands enough. He smiles, a touch sad, a touch glad, and simply waits for his shidi to make his move. ]