03-21-2024, 02:11 AM
He shook Daniil’s hand, grasping with the firm grip of a swordsman. “That’s a nice grip, you have there, Daniil. You sure you’re a lawyer and not a ninja?” A swift swing smacked him on the shoulder. It was “friendly.” Probably only hurt a little.
Zixin nodded along as if he was listening to Daniil’s droning voice (droning Danny; hah), but really, he was looking at the way Sofia’s dress clung to her curves. The red silk hovered like lingerie, and his lips were slowly pulling into an appreciative curl the longer he watched. “Of course I kept my promise,” he spoke quietly to her even while Daniil was still droning.
But his amma raised him to be a polite guest. He soon turned back to Daniil, speaking over the end of his final words like plugging a leak in a boat. “Thank you for the condolences, friend. My dearest Auntie Yun is greatly missed… Oh! Where are my manners?” His attention suddenly drank in the luscious Elena, upon whose hand he mimed a kiss. “Your date is correct. How can we dwell on sorrows when there is so much to celebrate.” His eyes held hers until she swallowed and turned away. If she played a part, she did well. Zixin approved Daniil’s choice.
A snap of the fingers summoned a waitress as drinks were being passed in anticipation of a toast. Handing one to Sofia, he turned her aside to speak only for her. “Fuck him but she’s hideous.” He stifled a laugh, adding, “or maybe it’s just you’re standing too close to her.” He smiled a knowing smile. If anyone could make an obscenely corny compliment work, it was Zixin Kao.
Zixin nodded along as if he was listening to Daniil’s droning voice (droning Danny; hah), but really, he was looking at the way Sofia’s dress clung to her curves. The red silk hovered like lingerie, and his lips were slowly pulling into an appreciative curl the longer he watched. “Of course I kept my promise,” he spoke quietly to her even while Daniil was still droning.
But his amma raised him to be a polite guest. He soon turned back to Daniil, speaking over the end of his final words like plugging a leak in a boat. “Thank you for the condolences, friend. My dearest Auntie Yun is greatly missed… Oh! Where are my manners?” His attention suddenly drank in the luscious Elena, upon whose hand he mimed a kiss. “Your date is correct. How can we dwell on sorrows when there is so much to celebrate.” His eyes held hers until she swallowed and turned away. If she played a part, she did well. Zixin approved Daniil’s choice.
A snap of the fingers summoned a waitress as drinks were being passed in anticipation of a toast. Handing one to Sofia, he turned her aside to speak only for her. “Fuck him but she’s hideous.” He stifled a laugh, adding, “or maybe it’s just you’re standing too close to her.” He smiled a knowing smile. If anyone could make an obscenely corny compliment work, it was Zixin Kao.