The next day.
In the dormitory of Falcon Private Security Company, Ling Chen brought a bag of breakfast he had just bought from the street and walked to the door of a dormitory, gently knocking on the door.
After a short while, the door opened, revealing Tang Shiyun in cute pink pajamas, rubbing her sleepy eyes and yawning, "Ling."
Ling Chen pushed the door open and entered the room, placing the breakfast on the table, and asked with a smile, "How was it? Did you sleep well last night?"
"It was good." Tang Shiyun leaned close to Ling Chen, habitually wrapping her arms around his, smiling sweetly, "I haven't slept this well in ages. Ling, I don't have to do anything now. Why don't you take me out for some fun? I've been to Beijing several times, but have never gone out to play."
"Sure, no problem, I don't have anything going on today anyway." Ling Chen nodded in agreement.
