"No visit without a purpose, Brother Xiao, what brings you here this time?" Liang Feng pushed aside Xiao Lin's hand; she didn't want to be treated like a child by him all the time.
"It's nothing really, just thought of Liang Hu and came to see you."
"Brother has been gone for so long, you shouldn't dwell on it," Liang Feng wanted to comfort him, but she suddenly remembered it was Xiao Lin and gave up. This man needed no comforting words, ha!
Xiao Lin responded vaguely, the cozy room carried a hint of a woman's fragrance, and perhaps due to the alcohol, a wave of fatigue suddenly overpowered him. "Brother Xiao?" Liang Feng noticed Xiao Lin didn't respond, and when she reached out, she found he was already asleep. Like a child, he leaned against her shoulder and slid onto the sofa with her movements as she stood up.
"Has it been so tiring lately? He really has no guard at all." Liang Feng unbuttoned Xiao Lin's shirt, and a small disc fell out of his pocket. "What's this?"
