The next day, Tang Xiaoquan got up early. To not disturb Wang Qiang's sweet dreams, he tiptoed out of the bedroom, gently closed the door behind him, and headed directly to the living room.
Who would have thought that just as he reached the doorway of the living room, a dull noise gave him a fright? When he looked towards the source of the sound, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but shudder!
In his eyes, a burly man was lying face-up, arms hanging naturally, and his two thick legs spread out in a big letter X. Whether he had some practice in this or not, one couldn't tell, but the fact that he was able to maintain this bizarre sleeping posture, with only half his buttocks on the stool, without falling, was truly astonishing.
