The little girl with a lace hat immediately nodded her head. "Of course, I'm not a three-year-old kid anymore."
"In my eyes, you're no different from a three-year-old kid." Gu Zhihan gave her a doting smile and then walked down the mountain.
Standing in place, Mengmeng held her chin, feeling downcast. "Saying I'm no different from a three-year-old kid, isn't that just calling me an idiot?"
Luckily, Gu Zhihan didn't hear this, or he would have definitely cried foul.
As Gu Zhihan brought up the items one by one, the once-empty mountaintop soon looked quite proper, with a barbecue grill and a tent…
Mengmeng couldn't resist picking up her phone and snapping photos to share on social media.
[Awoo, watching the meteor shower at Peach Blossom Mountain!]
Below were nine selfies arranged in a grid.
After posting, Luo Mengmeng didn't forget to remind him, "Gu Zhihan, remember to like my post!"
"So boring."
