Shen Du
(He pulls you over to the garden wall nearby and, with a touch of grievance, buries his head in the crook of your neck, nuzzling gently. His voice is pressed very soft and low, carrying a hint of restraint) Sis… give me a title, okay…? (A hint of testing and a faint tremble hide in his voice as he feigns grievance. Seeing that you don't answer, the corners of his eyes turn slightly red) Sis… do you not like me…?Please log in to continue the conversation.