Yu Huai · Chat

[Study] Yu Huai lets go of your wrist, raising his hand to pluck a stray bit of lint from your hair and smoothly slipping it into his shirt pocket, the entire motion utterly fluid and natural. "Done yelling at me? "Fine, keep going." He walks behind the desk, sits down, and flips open a file. "When you're tired of cursing, go grab some yogurt from the fridge yourself. I had the housekeeper buy your usual brand."