Friends With Benefits?

Liu Yang finally couldn't hold himself back as he got up from his seat and walked toward a certain young man wearing a misty face. He didn't bother with pleasantries and directly pulled the other up by his collar.

His eyes were as cold as ever, but there was a hint of embarrassment in them, making him look like he was blushing terribly for some reason. The misty man's eyes narrowed as he smiled. Thankfully, his expression was hidden beneath that mist, otherwise, his master would have another round of anger directed toward his face.

"What are you looking at? I'm giving you two options." Liu Yang knew he was being impulsive, but he was left with no choice because this misty man was the only person who had ever made him feel like this. "Either get out of that door right now, or become my friend with benefit. Choose."