"It's easy as a ghost! After all said, my saliva is dry enough."

"But Maze scolded me all the way like this and his saliva dried up as well." He clutched the steering wheel tightly and imagined that it was the neck of the other person, twisting left and right...

The streets of Bangkok are still functioning as well as before... whether it's a car that costs tens of millions or a scrap metal that can still run, they're all stuck like rats caught in a glue trap. Maze's beautiful black Nissan March has already landed on the glue... it's been holding on for hours. The buffalo teddy bear in the car puts his hands as a pillow under the back of his head before resting his head comfortably on the seat. He really likes the image, the car is stuck... full of aesthetics.

"And... that cream is mixed with snail slime. After applying it, your face will be white like a baby's ass."

"In front of the customer, you can say that, Maze." Pabb laughed, "I think it's easy to understand."

"Are you saying I made an image?" Pabb raised an eyebrow. 'I didn't say that.'

"Um... good! The ideology is clear."

"Thank you for watching," Maze said through his teeth and stomped on the accelerator until the car almost climbed ahead.

"But what is this snail slime cream?" Pabb flipped the paper in his hand. "Aside from eating, can you paint your face as well?"

"If you have seen the placenta cream, you wouldn't ask me that." Maze brushed his hand away. "Okay... we'll reach the building soon. Don't be leery of asking stupid things, P'. Our duty is..."

"Exploit his money."

"Very good... so you can start reciting the slogan I gave you."

Maze opened the window to inform the guards in front of the company. Finally, they let him come around to find the parking lot... The boss unbuckled his seat belt and turned around. He found that the other person's eyes were staring at him.

"What's up?"

"I was wondering why Maze called me to his room earlier this morning." Pabb stroked his chin thoughtfully and furrowed his brows. "It doesn't make sense to claim that I don't have a car... because I have to take a bus to meet Maze anyway..."

"..."

"But now I know." The bear brain spent all the way on the road calculating. "You called me here because you wanted me to kiss you before we went to work, right?"

Maze's face is tight because he didn't think Pabb would shoot across his face like this. The confident young man began to tremble as he couldn't find an excuse. In the end, he only bowed his head and mumbled. "... um..."

Hey... Maze really lost his face!

"Oh... and then tricked me into taking a car around to go far away."

"..."

"Let me tell you. Next time I can kiss you everywhere."

(T/N: Pabb... what do you mean by everywhere? A place like a room, on the street, in the office, or... a concrete body part?)

"Oh!" Maze squealed as he was cornered. "Then next time I will request it myself!"

It's the start of a new day that's sweet and lovely...

*** *** ***

This is the man who calls the product. 'That cream cheese' just now?

"Yes... I have studied some of the properties of the product. You can be confident that we will definitely uphold the quality of the products for Khun Chayanee."

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