The next morning, Mingshen arrived in the lab in a good mood. Him whistling a merry tune nearly gave Bojing a heart attack.
"Bo-Boss…" As usual, he peeked from behind a pillar, voice half-tense, half-worried. "W-Why are you whistling?"
Mingshen raised a brow. "Can I not hum a tune I want?"
"B-Boss is in a good mood?" He asked cautiously.
"You can say that~ Does it look like I am glowing?"
Bojing studied him in all seriousness. "You look different…"
He smirked. "I know right?"
His white coat fluttered at his back as he made his way towards his office. Bojing followed him, albeit keeping a safe distance.
"B-Boss…"
Mingshen took his seat at the desk and glanced up, brow raised. "What? You look like you are hiding something."
"I-I-I…I wanted to a-ask…um…"
"Complete your sentence in the next two seconds or close the door on your way out."
"Don't t-throw me out…" tears pooled in his eyes.
