"Shensheng, don't make a sound," Alvano whispered cautiously into his ear while holding Fusheng close.
Fusheng blinked to signal that he understood. By the scent—a mix of Alvano’s own smell and strawberries—he knew exactly who was behind him.
Alvano was pressing a hand firmly over his mouth, making it impossible for him to speak. He didn't seem like he was trying to rescue him, though; it felt more like a sudden robbery. Since Alvano wouldn't let go, he reached out and licked the center of Alvano's palm.
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