He Míng woke up the next day, he was still naked, but his body was cleaned and the room seems to be his room in his penthouse. He Míng expression was dark, he was still in denial that he was the shou in this 'new' relationship, he cannot accept it- much more to actually live the rest of this life with Takeru as his lover before he completes the missions for this mission world.
'I don't regret changing the format of the revenge, I don't... I don't... *Sigh!*'- he released a sigh, ruffling his hair before standing up from his bed. Just then, Takeru came in with a breakfast tray on his hands. They both looked at each other, Ling Wǔshì's gaze was passive while Takeru's gaze is slightly perverse.
