The night breeze wrinkled, and the shadows of the trees danced.
Lin Xia had a party in the evening that concerned the company's market promotion, so she had to go.
Fearing boredom alone, she dressed up Lan Fenghuang and brought her along.
Inside the room, only Qin Feng and Lin Nan were present, with Lin Nan playing on the computer and Qin Feng emerging from a bath.
He was wearing big shorts and, bare-chested, sat down on the sofa, staring at Lin Nan with fiery eyes, "Xiaonan, can I ask you for a favor?"
"Just say what you have to say and let out what you need to let out!"
Lin Nan stared at the computer, completely ignoring him.
"Pfft..."
A fart echoed rhythmically in the room.
Qin Feng sighed with satisfaction, "Xiaonan, we're really getting more in sync. I haven't even said it, and you already know what I want to do!"
With a scream, Lin Nan sprang up, kicking Qin Feng and yelling, "You bastard, have some decency! If you need to fart, can't you find a place with no people?"
