Wei Lan and Xiaoyan were on duty for the nightshift. The night was dark and silent. TV programming played in the living room while Wei Lan, looking tired, smoked his cigarette. Xiaoyan had simply fallen asleep, leaning on the couch.
Around 3 o'clock, the sleepiest time of the day, Wei Lan also started to doze off, when suddenly he heard a door open upstairs.
Yin Feng descended the stairs in his bathrobe.
Wei Lan instantly woke up, watching him come down and took a seat next to the sofa. Yin Feng's hair was still wet, an indication that he had just taken a bath. His robe loosely tied around his waist, revealed a small portion of his sturdy chest adorned with several pink bite marks and scratches. Yin Feng looked a little bit tired, yet satisfied- as if he had experienced a delightful release. Based on the same gender understanding, how could Wei Lan not comprehend what had taken place?
"Did everything go well?" Wei Lan asked.
