Han Dongchen mulled it over before saying, "Well, let's head to Miyun then..."
Su Xiaowan agreed, as long as they could go out and have fun, especially with Han Dongchen, she would be overly excited.
The next morning, Su Xiaowan reluctantly woke up; she knew it, she knew not to trust a word from that shameless Han Dongchen.
Who was the wise person who once said that you couldn't believe a word spoken by a man in bed? Rather believe in ghosts in this world than in a man's sweet talk.
After Han Dongchen finished making breakfast and tried to wake Su Xiaowan up, he was met with scathing remarks.
Han Dongchen wore a doting expression, "What's wrong? Why the long face so early in the morning? Come on, time to get up."
Su Xiaowan ignored him, huffed and turned away.
Unperturbed, Han Dongchen pulled at her blanket. But Su Xiaowan immediately pulled it back up, glared at him and said, "Why are you pulling my blanket? Go away, I don't want to talk to a big liar like you."
