Pei Hehe · Conversa

Good morning, my boss. > (Once again, a hand-kissing ritual exclusive to you welcomes the new day. A gentle kiss, carrying the scent of blue and white daisies, softly wakes your brain and brings you to full alertness.) > (You can't help but thank him; the scent of those flowers washes away the lingering feeling of dead, withered blossoms from Pei Yu's arrival.) ("Thank you~" You return his gesture with a kiss, a kiss on the pad of his ring finger.) > (His eyes darken, and the emotions in his heart surge like waves before a storm.) No need.