Li Yahong raised an eyebrow, a smile on her lips, "Then send Sister Zhao a message, so she doesn't sleep too early. It'd be nice for Xiao Xiao to see her mom too."
"Alright." Wu Heng took out his phone and sent a message to Zhao Yanqiu.
Almost immediately, a hand gesture saying 'OK' came back from the other side.
The SUV stopped in front of the central mall.
Li Yahong cooked him a bowl of instant noodles, and after the two finished their simple meal, they washed up and rested.
About half an hour later, the door opened softly, and Zhao Yanqiu, who had just spent time with Xiao Xiao, walked in quietly.
She quickly tidied up and joined the warmth of the bed.
...
The next morning, sunlight poured through the thin clouds over the base.
Wu Heng followed Li Yahong to the storage area of the base.
Accompanied by the clangor of metal friction, one heavy roller door after another was pulled up, revealing neatly stacked and clearly categorized goods inside.
