Feeling an unexpected lightness in his arm, Yan Fei opened his eyes to find the girl walking silently out of the room, clutching her clothes.
Seeing how cautious she was, not to wake him, Yan Fei quickly shut his eyes again. He wondered at his lack of vigilance. As someone who could spot trouble miles away, he somehow hadn't noticed the girl slip out of his arms.
Ah! The idiom was true - a good woman could indeed weaken a man! But, let me drown in this sweet mischief!
Yan Fei lazily laid on his bed, moved a little and got to the warm spot where the girl had been laying. The scent of her lingered in his nostrils. He listened to her careful movements in the kitchen, his mind filled with amusing thoughts...
Time passed unmarked until he suddenly heard the girl muttering, "Why won't it work?"
Yan Fei quietly got out of bed, tiptoed into the kitchen, and found the girl, back to him, staring blankly at the noodles she had made on the chopping board.
