The man went through the entire sequence of movements without a shred of shame, even giving the impression that he was thoroughly practiced at it.
Mo Yu looked utterly relaxed and languid.
His hair was towel-dried but still damp, his bare upper body revealing a lean, muscular build. Droplets slid from the ends of his hair onto his neck.
Loose sweatpants hung low on his waist as he looked casually at his unexpected guests.
Seeing how perfectly natural the man found all this, the malicious streak inside Shen Ru began clamoring again.
His dark red eyes tilted up slightly. With an ambiguous smile, the young man slowly swept his gaze over every inch of the man's exposed skin, then reached into his still-damp hair and pressed down hard.
Warm breath spilled over the man's handsome face, his tone brimming with danger:
"Have you forgotten what I taught you?"
His slender fingers stroked and ruffled the man's hair in a gesture of affection and reward. His gentle, intimate voice sounded again:
"Kneel."
Wang Yang knew nothing about how the two interacted. As far as he was concerned, whatever commands a human gave them, however he tortured them-even to death-was perfectly justified.
But Sheng Ziyao and Meng Yizhi were another matter entirely.
Little Yellow and Little Pink abruptly held their breath, desperately trying to make themselves as inconspicuous as possible.
Sheng Ziyao simply pretended he couldn't see.
Seriously, he only wanted to enjoy their romance, not have his boss kneel in front of him!
The Instance report had already put him through hell. Wouldn't he lose half his life once they got back this time?
At that thought, Little Yellow pulled the stunned Little Pink aside toward the door.
He didn't forget to signal to him with his eyes, either.
But Meng