"Chen Fan? Chen Fan? Wake up, you'll watch a cold sleeping outside!" Wu Ruoyu pushed Chen Fan's arm gently. It was already late autumn and the temperature outside was only over ten degrees celsius. Coupled with lying on the cold ground, it would be a miracle if one did not land up in a hospital sleeping on it.
"Um…" Chen Fan frowned and mumbled subconsciously before switching to a comfortable position and continued with his sweet dreams. Anyone who had been drunk before would know that they hated being disturbed when sleeping.
"This fella!" Wu Ruoyu stood up and stamped her foot. There was no way she could sit back and do nothing whether it be it because of the giant squid's beak or as a neighbor. She continued shaking Chen Fan's arm, but he remained as though he was dead — only breathing, not moving.
