Almost instinctively, Ran Feng Ge bent over to grab the bathrobe on the bed and wrap himself in it. He lifted his eyes. “Need me for something?”
“About earlier… I’m sorry… Also, thank you.” Su Yi Mo didn’t withdraw his gaze yet, and continued to stare at Ran Feng Ge calmly and expressionlessly.
Was the sorry for what happened in the kitchen? Naturally, the thank you was in regards to the bomb.
But, why were his words so stiff?! Whether it was the apology or thanks, Ran Feng Ge found that neither was spoken from the heart. However, seeing that Su Yi Mo had, exceptionally, given him an apology, he decided to temporarily forgive him. He was his boss, after all.
Shrugging his shoulders, Ran Feng Ge simply decided to resolve this quickly. “No worries. You’re welcome.”
“You’re drawing a scar?” Su Yi Mo awkwardly scratched his nose. It was quite hard for a wordless iceberg to start a conversation.
“You’ve seen it already. There’s no need for me to say more, right?” As expected, even the topic of conversation this iceman chose was clumsy!
“Why don’t I help you?” Su Yi Mo’s gaze started becoming more presumptuous. He stared at Ran Feng Ge’s chest, almost fully exposed due to the loosely wrapped robe. He couldn’t help but sigh to himself, wondering if it was correct to hire this thousand-faced devil to live with him day in and day out… He kept getting provoked, like when Ran Feng Ge inadvertently revealed certain expressions or unintentionally acted a certain way, especially while he wore the face of his lover.