Finished with that task, I thought maybe I should snoop around this apartment and drill Cehn about his own as well, or just ask him to comm me personally with visuals so that I can see for myself what I am missing out on. For now, fixing my entire attention on to Wong, I demanded, although saying it in a friendly tone, "Hey, come show me around your apartment."
This guy is like a thousand-year-old iceberg. His beautiful face usually frozen into a total blank, lacking any form of emotion and yet, somehow, that never takes away from his beauty. In fact, for someone like me, it only made me want to claim him so I can continue to look at it without any distractions.
"Very well."
