He Juan felt as if the ground beneath his feet was crumbling apart, or it could also be his sanity.
Who was this little tease before him…?
The Mu Yuze he knew was someone who would blush a bright red just by hooking his pinky finger with his, just by meeting his gaze because he was caught staring, and not… this. Not this little minx who had He Juan wrapped around his beautiful finger, and definitely not this little temptress in a bunny suit who knew exactly how to push He Juan's buttons.
Try everything he had done with the other He Juan? Ha! As if that lame guy could be better than him.
The more He Juan chewed over Mu Yuze's words, the brighter the anger in his heart burned. He was aware of how ridiculous he was right now, but he just couldn't help it. Just the mere thought of someone else – even though it was practically himself – touching and embracing his mate was enough to stir a blazing jealousy within him.
