Song Guanchao woke up from a long sleep, and it was dark outside.
He sat up in bed, his stomach rumbling.
Clad in only his boxer shorts, he made his way to the living room, just as Fu Ying pushed the door open.
Seeing Song Guanchao with a sleepy look in his eyes, she giggled, "Just woke up?"
"Mhm," Song Guanchao scratched his head and said, "Let's not bother changing, let's go out and grab something to eat."
"Sure."
"Wait for me."
Song Guanchao found the clothes he'd left there last time and changed into them.
They went to a nearby restaurant, where Song Guanchao devoured his meal like a storm, polishing off three large bowls of white rice in one breath.
After a satisfying meal, they returned home, and the sound of running water in the bathroom stirred something in Song Guanchao.
He quickly stripped off his clothes and pushed open the door.
Hearing the noise, Fu Ying turned her head and saw Song Guanchao barge in, not even wearing underwear.
