Summary:
<blockquote>“Oh,” Shen Qingqiu says. He’s too fucking tired to do a whole elaborate roleplay right now, Luo Binghe, please have mercy! “Binghe is a lovely statue, but could he not be one right now so we can talk about this?”
Reluctantly, Luo Binghe drops the pose. There’s definitely a dejected slump to his shoulders; Shen Qingqiu is going to have to handle this one delicately. (Now on his list of things he did not realize being married would entail: carefully explaining to your husband that you do want to do sexy statue roleplay with him, just not right this minute.)
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Shen Qingqiu does some... erotic art appreciation.</blockquote>
