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maomao in the moonlight ₊˚⊹⋆

~(haven't drawn them in a while)~

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Domestic fluff 💗

Just then, there was a knock on the door and Basen called out, “I’m coming in.” The door opened before they could stop him. His widened eyes were greeted by the sight of Jinshi, apparently doubled over with pain, and Maomao leaning toward him, her face and hand covered in something red. He didn’t say anything. They didn’t say anything. Shortly thereafter, Basen couldn’t say anything. Just as he was about to shout for someone, Maomao crammed the handkerchief into his open mouth, while Jinshi pinned him down. It was the most coordinated thing they’d done since the day they’d met.

Thumbnail image on its own + Changsha's pfp on its own + Source text post