"Then who's the one who fucked our mission target throughout the night?" The beautiful chick scoffed and crossed his wings on his chest, raising his head proudly. "And don't tell me that wasn't you. We both came right at the moment when your thing was already inside him. So, care to explain, Mr. Yang?"
The little chick had a smirk on his face. At this time, the chick seemed to be pretty happy and satisfied with his words. He looked up at the man who scratched his head and sighed, lowering his head once again, focusing on his scrolls as if nothing happened.
The little yellow chick frowned as a hint of dissatisfaction flashed on his face. He jumped onto the scroll and flapped his little wings as he said, "Hey! I'm talking to you!"
"I'm busy." Yang Tianyi spoke calmly as he continued writing on the scroll with his feather pen. Sure, he looked clumsy when handling that thing, but well, he doesn't give a fuck.