Yang Xiaoxi picked up her bowl and ladled another bowl of porridge, drinking and speaking at the same time, "Starting tomorrow, you can sleep in, and I'll get up to make you porridge."
Shen Mianmian burst into laughter, "Don't make empty promises, I've been hearing this for over a month."
Yang Xiaoxi used to get up relatively early in the summer, but in winter, she disliked the cold fiercely and wouldn't get out of bed until mealtime unless she had school.
When they had classes, she would also get up at the last minute, so both of them ended up buying breakfast every day.
Yang Xiaoxi also realized her words weren't credible and began to laugh along.
He Nan saw how happy Shen Mianmian was, his lips curling into a slight smile as well. After the three of them had finished eating, Yang Xiaoxi took the initiative to clean up the dishes. He Nan had more work at his company, and Shen Mianmian didn't keep him. After seeing him to the door, she said goodbye reluctantly.
