"I was wondering why you would email instead of calling me," Zhao Yunlan says, and the smile on his face is probably what Da Qing would call sickeningly fond but he's not currently present in Shen Wei's office to complain, so.
Shen Wei opens his mouth to reply… then promptly clamps it closed again with a stern frown – which is a bit of a shame, since Zhao Yunlan is pretty sure it won't be long until Shen Wei has this voice-mimic skill learnt down pat and therefore under his control, but then again if it'd been him suddenly speaking with Shen Wei's voice that would probably throw him for a loop too.
Zhao Yunlan lets his grin fade into something softer, fingers idly tracing across the desk as Shen Wei writes a reply, and wonders if he can at least get Shen Wei to laugh in his voice, before then.
Guardian; Shen Wei/Zhao Yunlan
"I was wondering why you would email instead of calling me," Zhao Yunlan says, and the smile on his face is probably what Da Qing would call sickeningly fond but he's not currently present in Shen Wei's office to complain, so.
Shen Wei opens his mouth to reply… then promptly clamps it closed again with a stern frown – which is a bit of a shame, since Zhao Yunlan is pretty sure it won't be long until Shen Wei has this voice-mimic skill learnt down pat and therefore under his control, but then again if it'd been him suddenly speaking with Shen Wei's voice that would probably throw him for a loop too.
Zhao Yunlan lets his grin fade into something softer, fingers idly tracing across the desk as Shen Wei writes a reply, and wonders if he can at least get Shen Wei to laugh in his voice, before then.