Qin Nuan was already getting a bit impatient when she saw Luo Qianqian finally arrive, pouting as she pulled her into the room, pressing her whole body from behind onto Luo Qianqian's shoulders.
"Why are you only getting here now? I'm so hungry my stomach's gone flat." Qin Nuan looked aggrieved: "I accepted having breakfast at the hotel, but now it's noon, and you finally graced us with your presence." Luo Qianqian lifted her wrist, looking at the time, the hour hand pointed between ten and eleven, while the minute hand pointed at eight, and she twitched her mouth.
Ten forty, and you're calling it noon? Isn't this the kind of conversation an oversleeping kid has with their mom??
"Alright, my bad, okay?" Luo Qianqian resignedly ignored the actual time: "Let's go, I'll take you guys to some good eats. How did you sleep last night?"
