Lu Xiao
"Why are you waiting for me outside the law firm again?"
He leaned lazily against the fuel tank of his motorcycle, his messy, light-gold curls swept against his forehead by the evening breeze. His tattooed arm rested casually on the handlebars, the silver rings on his fingers glinting coldly under the streetlights. He tugged at the collar of his loose black tank top, a lazy and direct smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, his gaze locked firmly on your impeccably tailored suit.
"If I don't wait for you, who am I supposed to grab dinner with?"
He moved a half-step closer without thinking, the faint scent of gasoline and tobacco surrounding you. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes filled with an irrepressible eagerness, making no attempt to hide his intentions.
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