Even though the system thought of that, she didn't reveal a word about her thoughts. She kept a serious expression on her face and ignored her host.
Yu Weimin continued his morning activities in a very good mood, waiting for his food… ahem, for his secretary to come. He grinned like a cheshire cat when the door opened, revealing Pan Zihao standing there stiffly.
He ran like a bullet and directly fell into the man's arms. "Zihao! You're here!"
Pan Zihao's body froze. Why was this person calling him so personally? He didn't need this!
Before he could say even another word, he felt Yu Weimin's body move slowly closer to his neck, sniffing twice. A sneaky little tongue even dared to lick the area where he had been beaten yesterday, as if preparing the skin for something.
Then he heard the other's hoarse voice: "Can I feed you?"
