"Did I make you angry in some way, Yuan?" Bai Tingfeng asked. His tone is very casual, as if he just asked how the other's sleep went.
No emotional fluctuations.
No drama.
But for Shen Yuan, who knew a thing or two about passive people like Bai Tingfeng, he knew that this could be a sign of a dormant volcano a few seconds away from erupting.
Damn, did he unwittingly trigger the bottom line of his cum mine— er, gold mine? He can't afford that at all! Bai Tingfeng made his harvesting extremely enjoyable, and his gains are quite bountiful! There's no way in hell he will let that man's version of fertile crescent slip from his hands!
He needs that dick!
That is the chaotic train of thought behind the seemingly innocent of the omega.
Shen Yuan slowly shook his head and put down his hand.
