Although he pretended to be drunk, Luo'er fell into a deep sleep as soon as he closed his eyes. Probably because Cheng Ziang said he was going to stay up, which put him at ease and made him feel safe enough to sleep soundly.
When he woke up the next day, it was already ten in the morning. He lifted the blanket to find Yaning still snuggled up to him, sleeping soundly just like a well-behaved little animal.
The camp bed they slept in was very narrow, so he didn't dare move all night. When he woke up in the morning, he found that his whole arm had become numb.
Luo'er stretched his arm and climbed out of the bed just in time to meet eyes with Tangmo opposite. It seemed that she had been waiting for him to wake up, and when she saw Luo'er get up, there was a subtle expression on her face.
"Good morning, Moumou!" After a slight hesitation, Luo'er braced himself and spoke.
"Who let you drink alcohol last night?" Tangmo stared at him and asked.
