"NO NEED." Lei Bo spoke, his voice cool and calm before he took his cup and drank. The rest soon followed confused and disappointed by his attitude. Zhan Sheng didn't understand what had just happened, but his father didn't comment on it so he left it alone. Eventually, the banquet ended and Lei Bo stepped outside into the tranquil moonlit courtyard. Unbeknownst to him, Zhan Sheng had followed him secretly, watching him as he walked. In the pale light of the moon, Lei Bo's black fur coat glistened, and the cinnabar near his eyes added a rosy glow to his sharp features.
Zhan Sheng's heart throbbed as he watched him from afar. He was drunk. Way too drunk. And he knew that he shouldn't be doing this, but he'd spent years pinning for Lei Bo.
