"Oh dear lord! That is a weapon of mass destruction." Feng Mei Hiu gasped in his mind, he willed his eyes to stop looking but they had a mind of their own, refusing to move from what lay below Han Yichen's waist.
"Like what you see?" Han Yichen whistled giving a playful thrust of his hips.
As if. Feng Mei Hiu scowled with disgust.
"Now now, there's no shame in admitting what you like." Xioa Li Ja Tong giggled in his mind. Feng Mei Hiu rolled his eyes paying the system no attention.
"I have seen better." Feng Mei Hiu dismissed, forcing his treacherous eyes to remain fixed on Han Yichen's face and not straying to his waist as they preferred.
"Seen better?" Han Yichen's smirk fell, a dark glint of possessiveness in his eyes. "Where?"
"None of your business." Feng Mei Hiu scowled. Now he was convinced that Han Yichen wasn't back to his normal self. That narcissist bastard would have never believed he had seen better.
