I Don't Care

Mu Yuze snapped out of his blissful trance once he realized what kind of position they were in. Oh God, he… how could he just… jump on He Juan like some kind of overeager dog?!

Mortified to death, he quickly rolled off He Juan's body and scrambled to his feet, stuttering out, "S–S–Sorry! I–I just… no, I mean, I didn't do it on purpose…" he bit the tip of his tongue and chided himself inwardly. What kind of nonsense are you spouting right now, Mu Yuze?!

He Juan, this playful bastard, cast him a slow and mischievous grin from where he was still laying on the floor, not looking as if he would get up anytime soon. He sing-songed with a teasing tone, "Why? Haven't you been searching for a chance to take me down? Now that you have succeeded, you're not going to savor your victory a bit longer?"

"...!!" Mu Yuze's shame reached the maximum and rapidly morphed into anger. He sent He Juan the deadliest glare he could muster, yet in the end, it only earned him a mirthful chuckle.