The hot water washed away his fatigue. Han Feng dried his hair and stepped out of the bathroom, wearing only a towel around his waist. Water droplets slid down his abdominal muscles, forming a small puddle at his feet.
"So comfortable..." He stretched, his bones making a pleasant cracking sound. Just as he was about to change into his pajamas, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open gently.
"Han Feng, that..." Liu Mengran's voice trailed off.
The moment their eyes met seemed to stretch into eternity. Liu Mengran's eyes widened, gazing from Han Feng's dripping hair all the way to the edge of the bath towel. Then, as if scalded, she jerked her head up, her face flushing red at a visible speed.
"Uh, then I'll come back later!" She turned to run away, but Han Feng grabbed her wrist.
"Since you're already here," Han Feng said with a wicked grin, pulling hard so that Liu Mengran stumbled and fell into his arms. The fresh scent of shower gel mixed with his masculine aroma wafted over her, making her legs go weak instantly.
"Let go... let go..." Liu Mengran's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz. Her fingers gripped the edge of the bath towel, then released it as if she had been electrocuted.
Just as Han Feng was about to tease her, the door was pushed open again.
"Han Feng, have you finished showering?" Dongfang Wantang stood at the door, holding her laptop, but froze mid-sentence. The laptop fell to the ground with a "thud," and she blushed from head to toe like a boiled shrimp.
"Ah! I'm sorry! I'll go out first!" Dongfang Wantang bent down to pick up the notebook, her posture resembling a grand salute, and she almost bumped into the door frame when she stood up.
Han Feng reacted swiftly, grabbing at the air with his free hand—the power of the stars transformed into an invisible rope, pulling in Dongfang Wantang, who was trying to escape.
"Ah!" Dongfang Wantang exclaimed in surprise, falling to the edge of the bed, where she and Liu Mengran stared at each other wide-eyed. Both of them let out small sobs, so embarrassed they wished they could disappear into the ground.
Just then, the door was pushed open for the third time.
"Huh, where did Mengran and Wantang go...?" Su Wanwan's loud voice suddenly rose when she saw the scene inside the room, "Holy crap!"
She reacted quickly and immediately tried to close the door and retreat. Han Feng was prepared; a wisp of starlight silently wrapped around the doorknob.
\"Bang!\"
Su Wanwan bumped hard into the suddenly slammed door, covered her nose and turned around, just in time to meet Han Feng's mischievous gaze.
"Let me go, I've come at the wrong time..." she gritted her teeth, but then saw Han Feng beckon with his finger.
Before she could even utter her protest, Su Wanwan felt a gentle force push her towards the bedside, resulting in the comical scene of the three of them sitting side by side on the edge of the bed.
Han Feng looked at his "spoils" with satisfaction: on the left, Liu Mengran was playing with her fingers with her head down, her ear tips so red they could drip blood; in the middle, Dongfang Wantang was sitting upright, like a primary school student being punished by the teacher; on the right, Su Wanwan was glaring at him angrily, but she couldn't hide the pink on her neck.
"Did you two plan this?" Han Feng asked deliberately, flicking his finger lightly. The wardrobe door in the distance opened automatically, and the pajamas flew into his hand.
The three women all turned their faces away, leaving his "private space" for changing clothes—even though they had already seen everything.
"Who, who made plans with them!" Su Wanwan retorted stubbornly, "I came here to find them!"
"I just wanted to see you..." Dongfang Wantang's voice trailed off.
Liu Mengran was the most honest: "I...I was going to ask you what you wanted to eat tomorrow..."
Han Feng put on a t-shirt, couldn't help but chuckle, and sat down opposite them: "So? Let's discuss now?"
An awkward silence followed. Su Wanwan suddenly jumped up: "Discuss what?! Let me out!"
"Wanwan." Han Feng suddenly became serious. "Actually, I have something to tell you all."
The three girls looked up at the same time, their eyes filled with similar confusion.
Han Feng waved his hand, and the door locked automatically, while the curtains closed without any wind. A glimmer of starlight appeared at his fingertips, tracing complex paths in the air before finally forming a semi-transparent barrier.
"It's about the upcoming plans." His voice lowered. "My parents told me something today..."
The atmosphere instantly became serious. Liu Mengran unconsciously leaned forward, Su Wanwan sat back down, and Dongfang Wantang straightened her posture.
"They..." Han Feng suddenly grinned, "saying they want to hold their grandchildren soon."
"???"
After three seconds of deathly silence, a pillow slammed hard into Han Feng's face.
"Go to hell!" Su Wanwan pounced on him and grabbed his neck. Liu Mengran also joined the "battle" in embarrassment and anger. Even Dongfang Wantang couldn't help but pat his shoulder lightly with her star chart.
Han Feng laughed heartily and fell onto the bed, pulling all three girls into his arms. Outside the barrier, the night deepened; inside, laughter and playful shouts intertwined to create a warm and comforting melody.
In the end, the four of them squeezed together on the bed—although Su Wanwan insisted that this was only a "temporary truce"—chatting about trivial daily matters. Liu Mengran talked about interesting things at school, Dongfang Wantang shared her astronomical discoveries, and Su Wanwan complained about the food at the Longyuan base.
Han Feng rested his head on his arm, listening to the chattering voices around him, and suddenly felt that all those fighting and killing had become very distant.
"Hey." Su Wanwan suddenly poked his calf with her toe, "Did you really use the power of the stars to 'fish' us in here?"
Liu Mengran and Dongfang Wantang both widened their eyes at the same time.
Han Feng smiled but didn't answer, only snapping his fingers lightly. The instant the barrier dissipated, three pillows simultaneously hit his face.
---This is the dividing line---
Morning light filtered through the gauze curtains, casting soft dappled patterns on the messy bed. Han Feng carefully lifted the arm that was pressing against his chest—it was Liu Mengran's—and gently moved the leg that was wrapped around his waist—it was Su Wanwan's. Finally, he brushed the strands of hair that had fallen onto Dongfang Wantang's shoulder aside.
The three peaceful sleeping faces each had their own charm in the morning light: Liu Mengran's lips were slightly upturned, as if she was having a sweet dream; Su Wanwan was curled up like a kitten; and Dongfang Wantang maintained an elegant sleeping posture, but her cheeks still had a lingering blush.
Han Feng grinned silently. He tiptoed out of bed, tucked the blankets around the three of them, and couldn't resist kissing each of them on the forehead before putting on his bathrobe and leaving the bedroom.
The moment the door closed, three pairs of eyes opened simultaneously.
"He's gone?" Su Wanwan sat up abruptly, grimacing and rubbing her lower back. "My God, is this guy a perpetual motion machine?"
Liu Mengran blushed and pulled the blanket up to her chin: "I...I fell asleep halfway through..."
"That's because Han Feng used the calming star power on you first." Dongfang Wantang rubbed her sore shoulders, a sly glint in her eyes. "I was the last one 'awake'."
"Ha!" Su Wanwan grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. "Are all of you who've trained since childhood this physically gifted?"
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