Food Box

Wong trailed his gaze with Jie. He found the Jie similar to an endearing term.

He felt proud of showing her around his personal space.

He felt proud watching her sit in his chairs, eat at his table.

He felt proud when she passed him the dishes to wash and the slight envy in her eyes.

"I will collect the dishes at a later date."

"Inform me and I will pack them for you."

"Very well, thank you for having us, I bid you farewell then... Wincu let us leave,"

"Yes."

"Cehn?"

"I will stay here a while, I will visit later."

"Mmm…"

In his mind, Wong cursed. He was fifty... Fifty with fifteen more years before his maturity and yet... He felt the urge to mark every part of Jie so that he can let both her and everyone know that she was his!

Even when she was out of his sight, he still felt like she was still there. Perhaps it was because of her scent or how strong her presence was. Either way-