aroceu's ficHe was looking for a specific reaction—to get Lan Zhan to lash out. All hard edges and demanding, the same way during the first scrim, Lan Zhan’s dark voice had made him loose and obedient, itching to both rebel and obey at the same time.
It’s them, whatever it is, but it doesn’t belong on the basketball court.
Wei Ying didn’t expect to enter a weird… something-with-benefits-and-power-play with the captain of the Gusu basketball team. He’s not sure if it’s worth it.