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I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Fengqing are literally the kind of paging that warms the soul.

Feng Xin looks like someone who will remain faithful even after a violent fight and Mu Qing believes this reliability.

When fengqing fight, they try not to touch each other’s important places, so as not to injure each other.

After all, they could really live together on missions and share life.

They’re literally like cat and dog, but that doesn’t stop them from talking their hearts out when they’re having trouble sleeping.

Long and silent hugs in the middle of the night are what would keep their mental health.

They don’t hate each other, they’re tired of living in eternal misunderstanding.

Mu Qing has a good memory and he literally sometimes helps Nan Yang to remember important things or papers.

Feng Xin is not afraid of the long work of force and would like to help Mu Qing with the construction of the church.

They both cook well, but they don’t admit it.

Feng Xing likes morning and Mu Qing likes night.

Feng Xin counted the gray hair on Xuan Zhen’s head that appeared from stress.

Mu Qing often braided Nan Yang’s hair.

The rooms of Feng Xin are in chaos and Mu Qing is constantly growling because of the disorder. While Feng Xin is trembling from the ultimate purity in Mu Qing’s chambers.

Mu Qing has a good stretch mark and Feng Xin is trying to forget this fact, but without success.

My Qing likes Feng Xing’s strong shoulders, but he denies it.

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IN THE MORNING, I CAN'T LET GO OF THE THOUGHTS OF SLEEPY HUA.

Just imagine how he rubs his eyes in displeasure and how confused he freezes when he sees the gege ahead

And how carefully and reverently he prepares breakfast, always noticing how Xie Lian is busy behind him

And anyway, damn, how the hua exchanges luxury for a gentle embrace amidst the chirping of birds and the murmur of a brook in the backyard of the abode

And how tenderly he looks at the gege when the latter takes off the bandage with the same tenderness and kisses the wounded eyelid. That's because his ghost is the strongest, the best, and the most beloved to him

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I can’t unsee General Pei except as a bestie to have tea with and discuss everything. So I really hope that I will be that kind of friend and that you will experience a sense of comfort here as you read my headcanons and all kinds of creative things.

So what's going to happen here?

I will try to please you with headcanons and creativity.

I will also try to learn english and use a tumblr.