After Jiang Yumiao finished speaking, Ning Chunchi turned around and sat back down, spending a long time sorting the documents on his desk without replying.
After a while, he suddenly tapped the neatly stacked documents upright against the desk and asked quietly, "Who are you meeting? Would you mind telling me?"
Jiang Yumiao hesitated. He couldn't tell Ning Chunchi that he had found a piano teacher, so he could only stammer, "Uh, I'd rather not..."
As soon as he said it, he caught Ning Chunchi's dark, dejected expression and realized his mistake. Oh no. He's jealous again.
Ning Chunchi lowered his long lashes. He knew this wasn't right. It was perfectly normal for Jiang Yumiao to have a social life of his own, and he shouldn't ask about everything.
But he couldn't control himself...
That excessive possessiveness constantly reminded him that perhaps the beast suppressed deep within his heart had never disappeared. It had merely been willing to hide its fiercest claws and sharpest fangs for Jiang Yumiao's sake.
Jiang Yumiao hurried behind the seated Ning Chunchi and bent down, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and neck from behind. He lowered his head, pressed his cheek against Ning Chunchi's, and nuzzled him affectionately twice.
Ning Chunchi felt as though an electric current had passed through his heart. Little Grape's affectionate gesture left him tingling, with no attention left to spare for his wandering thoughts.
Jiang Yumiao whispered in his ear, "Even though I can't tell you who I'm meeting yet, I can tell you that everything I'm doing has to do with you."
The omega's voice was like a bubbling spring, instantly washing away all the gloom shadowing Ning Chunchi's heart.
Before long, Jiang Yumiao felt the warmth of a large hand firmly clasping the arm he had wrapped