"You're saying that he's a bona fide man during the day and a bona fide woman at night! And these two people are actually the same person?" Pei Yan asked after hearing Wang Wenze's account, gesturing with both hands for a long time and finally bringing them together.
Wang Wenze shrugged and spread his hands helplessly, saying, "From the current observations, that seems to be the case!"
"How does he do it?" Pei Yan rolled his eyes and looked at the ceiling ponderously.
Wang Wenze picked up a pack of cigarettes from the bedside, pulled out two, and tossed one to Pei Yan. "How would I know? Maybe it's some kind of secret technique from the Daoist Realm!"
Pei Yan took the cigarette tossed by Wang Wenze and held it in his mouth, then thoughtfully asked, "Is she considered selling? Doesn't the local police station care?"
