Leng Youchen wanted to retaliate against the enemy, so Lu Feng took it upon himself to work through the night. It wasn't until dawn that he finally tracked down the IP address corresponding to the other party. Seeing that address, he let out a curse.
"BOSS, the address..."
Turning around, he saw Leng Youchen asleep on the bed. He was speechless and swallowed the rest of his sentence silently. Turning back, he looked at the string of addresses on the computer, and suddenly a mischievous smile appeared on his face.
Hmm, better lay a trap. This person will likely return, blown up to the point where his own mother won't recognize him.
He quickly tapped on the keyboard, and a few minutes later, he stretched lazily, glancing back at Leng Youchen's sleeping form.
He stood up, pulled open the robe on his body, undid the buttons, snapped a photo with his phone, then uploaded it to the computer. After editing for a while, he said, "Mission accomplished!"
