Mei Deng stirred and let out a moan, the general was quick to declare he would be living with him. But he never stated just what sort of living conditions he would have to adapt to.
"Ahhh! I can't take this, who the hell can get comfortable sleeping on top of a stack of hay?" Yu Xiaoguang cried out, sitting up for the sixth time since Wang Tengfei had spread out the stacks of hay they would be sleeping in. The doctor had finally reached his highest level of tolerance and could no longer put up with these 'ridiculous' adjustments.
Wang Tengfei had also reached his limit with the bratty son, "men don't complain." The general told him, his back facing Yu Xiaoguang.
"Brother traffic must have turned out this way because he had such toxic psychological conditioning. Why the hell should I not complain when I'm displeased?" He mindlessly blurted out, forgetting that he was no longer in the comfort of his home.
