107 He Returns

That aromatic spice filled the small room. Hua Li and Lan Jue felt covered in it.

“Oooee… that hit the spot. It’s been ages since I’ve eaten this much. If my agent found out I’m eating like this she’d kill me.” Hua Li pressed his hands to his head and stared at the ceiling in contentment. His eyes were half-lidded, his long lashes fluttering. In the fuzzy, indistinct lamplight he looked even more beautiful.

“You owe me a favor,” Lan Jue reminded.

“Hm,” Hua Li said. “Let’s head back to your place. Ah, by the way, how am I supposed to help you here anyway? You planning to go somewhere?”

They started towards the Jewelry Store.

Lan Jue shook his head. “Not planning to head anywhere.”

“No? So why’d you call me here? What place could be safer than the Avenue anyway? There wouldn’t be any danger if you just stayed here.”