Just when he was about to convince Qie Ranzhe to let him go, the door was pushed open and Machu walked in holding three folders. As soon as he saw these two people abusing single dogs, he looked away and hurriedly distributed the folders while grumbling. "I think we need to put up a suggestion box or better yet sign a petition otherwise I will really go blind from this lovey-dovey situation," he complained in a barely audible voice.
"Sorry, I didn't catch that. Can you repeat it louder this time?" asked Qie Ranzhe with an evil smile on his face.
"No nothing, I said I hope Su Xin can cook for us today," said Machu jumping from the frying pan straight into the fire.
Qie Ranzhe eyed him with a glare icy enough to freeze hell over and said, "He is mine so why would he cook for you? Baby, if you dare cook for him I will make you do yoga at night."
