ous art schools.” Charles strode forward and sat down on the bed, taking in the light scent of soap from the man’s body.
Laying the book on the stand nearby, Tang Feng moved to make space next to him. He was still sleeping in the guestroom, and Charles would come by to visit him sometimes. Occasionally, he’d stay over in Charles’s room. The two of them didn’t talk about feelings. They simply knew each other well enough to keep“Sometimes, you’re so smart and direct… It’s touching.” Charles said as he pushed Tang Feng down with his body.