"Nothing!"
Gu Zhihan chose to arrogantly shut his mouth.
"Oh…" Luo Mengmeng was just happy that he had already agreed to become her boyfriend; she wasn't in the mood to care about anything else.
As they talked, they had already walked along the asphalt road and arrived at the house.
Gu Zhihan was about to place her on the sofa when he glanced at her head and noticed that she had fallen asleep at some point, her eyebrows and eyes serene, her nostrils gently breathing, her mouth slightly open, as if she was smiling.
He smiled gently as well, carried her into the bedroom, and laid her on the bed.
He bent over to cover her with an air-conditioner blanket, gazed at her for a while, and then silently left the bedroom.
The next morning.
When Luo Mengmeng woke up, she felt an unbearable headache.
Just then, Gu Zhihan came in with a bowl of Hangover Soup, handing it to her with an irritated tone, "Headache? I told you not to drink so much yesterday, but you didn't listen!"
