The rain continued to fall. Lin Feng had a dream, a pleasant one. When he awoke, he found his pants were wet, which made him feel instantly awkward.
After some thought, Lin Feng finally mustered up the courage. Using the light from his mobile phone, he quietly reached for his suitcase.
When he got up and moved past Tang Rou, he took a careful look at her. Thankfully, the young girl's beautiful eyes were tightly closed; she must be asleep. Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Holding his phone in one hand for light, he used the other to rummage through his luggage for pants.
Fortunately, he had brought along an extra pair. After securing them, Lin Feng found himself in a quandary. How the hell am I supposed to change my pants? If I try to do it in the tent and Tang Rou wakes up, will she mistake me for a pervert and beat me up?
The arrow was nocked; he had to follow through. He'd already found the pants, so he couldn't very well *not* change them, could he?
