President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

The eroticism in the atmosphere and the owner’s stare made Hayden blush immediately. She whirled and ran out the shop.

“Are you kidding me? We’re adults, buddy, your girlfriend’ shiest I’ve…”

He saw Lyon’s face before he finished, wrapped in straps, Lyon looked just like a mummy. Apparently, the boy was even shyer then the girl.

Seriously, do you really have to wrap yourself like this?

Slightly, Lyon nodded to the owner. Hidden by mask and glasses, his expression was obscure to the owner. He ran out to chase Hayden, laughter in his eyes.

Unlike the innocence or glamour he used to have in his eyes, phony, the laughter he had in his eyes now was the most sincere feeling he’d had in these years.

“Sorry.”

Hayden apologized when Lyon caught up to her.

“I didn’t know it was a sex product shop.”

“It’s alright.” There was joy in his voice. “Don’t talk I’m a child, I’m a grown-up too.”

We both being an adult is exactly the embarrassing part. Hayden thought to herself.

To avoid the madness that just happened before, Hayden decided to go back to the hotel where Lyon lived and booked a room there too.

“Here’s your room card, Miss.”

Hayden entered the elevator alone after she got her room card.

Thought there was certain code in the hotel to ban staff from violating guests’ privacy, you could not make that everyone would follow the code. To avoid necessary trouble, Lyon had gone upstairs before.

it was so cold that everyone chose to stay in their room

found no sight of Lyon when she got there, the cold wind gave chills to her. She was regretting agreeing to stay outside for

“Hayden.”

country, Lyon had an awkward accent. But somehow he pronounced her name perfectly. Hayden turned around to look at Lyon; he changed on a thick coat, a blanket draping from his

this on, the wind

covered the blanket

much warmed wrapped in

“Thanks.”

smile. Without his disguise, he looked just like a

on Freddie, but he had an aggression that Lyon didn’t

both called Hayden the same way but sounded differently. Freddie sounded like a confident teenager whereas Lyon sounded like innocent child, like a

at the thought of that and averted

“Milk tea?”

look. “you held them in your arms

Lyon nodded and blinked.

lied on chairs, chatting,

him to think it through. And if you

milk tea on the table. Hayden’s was half empty. Looking closely under the

have some really nice friends.” Lyon raised his head and looked at the drowsy girl at his

you so

and ended

faint and yellowish light shed over the hotel

the balcony, somebody’s whisper broke the silence of the

care of, you’ll have the

“…”

and don’t

“…”