Even when he was caught ogling, Mu Yuze still couldn't bring himself to stop. He did not know which to focus on— He Juan's deep silver eyes, the teasing curl on the corner of his lips, or the strands of damp hair clinging to his cheeks.
God, this Alpha was so hot. Despite standing there and doing nothing but simply breathe, he was still the hottest specimen that ever graced the surface of Earth.
And he is mine, a small possessive voice within him whispered. All mine.
"Why…" Mu Yuze managed to speak. "Why are you working out so early in the morning?" Only when the words escaped his lips did he realize that referring to noon as 'early' might not be entirely accurate. His earlobes flushed at the slip-up and he hastily rectified, "I mean, you could have stayed in bed longer to catch up on some sleep…"
