Yao Shen watches Heimao's path across the house in amusement, as he walks past them all, with his tail swinging high in the air. He returns moments later wearing a pair of boxer briefs, with another in his hand which he throws at Jincan's face.
"Those are mine," Xin Hulei says, stating the obvious.
Heimao ignores him and takes a seat on the sofa, crossing his legs and inspecting his long nails. "You must have questions."
Yao Shen can't help it and lets out a snort.Ā
Heimao's eyelashes flicker upwards, his red eyes flashing. He smiles warmly, and pats the spot next to him on the sofa. "Sit here, I want to curl up on your lap."
Amused, Yao Shen is about to do as he says, just to see the look on Xin Hulei's face, when an arm shoots out and stops him.
"Stay where you are," Xin Hulei says, his own dark gazed fixed on Heimao's smirking lips.
