"I'm telling you, Old Zhou, are you really not considering blocking out the sensing?"
Tang Mu looked helplessly at Zhou Yong, who was clenching his fists tightly against his thighs, his face red as a tomato, expression full of restraint.
As time ticked by, he already figured out the reason behind Zhou Yong's weird behavior.
"No..."
Zhou Yong gritted his teeth, squeezing out a trembling voice from between his clenched jaw.
Feeling the pet beast cleaning and caring experience was something he did every single time, and this time was definitely no exception!
So what if the cleaning and protection massage was a bit too comfortable?
Bring it on!
"You call me stubborn, but honestly, you're not much better yourself." Tang Mu shook his head helplessly, turning away so he wouldn't see Zhou Yong's awkward predicament.
Burns the eyes.
