"Bzz—bzzz—"
The phone on Li Mao's bedside table suddenly rang.
"Are you going to answer it?"
Wan Fuqi asked, though his hand had already reached for the decline button.
Li Mao rubbed the remnants from his lips with the back of his hand.
"O-of course! Move! I'm answering the phone!"
Wan Fuqi had just eaten his fill too and had wanted to take advantage of the heat to fry up a second round, but ever since they'd started living together, he'd been eating quite well. He was no longer as desperately hungry as before, when he had to rely entirely on luck and might only eat twice in three days.
Compared to pleasing his lower half, he now preferred seeing Li Mao happy.
He obediently got up, handed Li Mao the phone from the bedside table, and sneaked a glance at the caller ID.
A-Qiang.
He knew that name.
When he had investigated Li Mao's background, that name had appeared rather frequently. He seemed to have a great deal of contact with his dear one; they were very close.
Friends, perhaps?
Now that he thought about it, Li Mao had never mentioned anything about his family or friends in front of him.
Not even the Beta named He Che, who was around his age and had something akin to an adoptive relationship with him, had ever been mentioned by Li Mao.
It was as though such a roommate, one closer than family, simply did not exist in his life.
Wan Fuqi suddenly felt that this Alpha, whose relationship with him he had painstakingly confirmed and whom he had drawn closer, lying naked beside him, had become as distant as a star in the sky.
Under Wan Fuqi's increasingly resentful gaze, Li Mao answered A-Qiang's call.
In any case, he would