"Xiao Zha," Gong Jie addressed him affectionately. Xiao Zha was the nickname that Zack's girlfriend addressed him by.
Instantly, Zack looked horrified, as if he had seen a ghost.
Enduring the sense of nausea, he asked blankly, "Young Master Jie, what's wrong?"
"Nothing." Gong Jie rested his chin on his hand and gazed at him deeply. "I just want to watch you eat breakfast quietly like this. You look so good even when you're munching on a hamburger."
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Zack felt goosebumps rising all over his body. His scalp started to tighten and tingle.
This man… What was going on? Why was he looking at him in that way for no reason? Could it be that he had been influenced by those crooked sects and had gone berserk after spending time in East Africa?
Zack swallowed hard. "Are you… feverish?"
"Am I?"
