Early the next morning, Han Wanwan, sporting panda eyes, stood in the bathroom, looking at her haggard self in the mirror. Feeling groggy on the first day is not a good sign.
After a simple tidying up, Han Wanwan slung her backpack and prepared to leave.
"Heading out? You look terrible, didn't sleep well last night?" Chu Ge held a cup, wearing slippers as he shuffled downstairs, his hair messy and still sleepy.
Han Wanwan turned to glance at him. Amazing, he could sleep through that terrifying storm last night.
"Yeah, I'm going to explore the local sightseeing spots and see if I can find a pleasing 'model'."
"Model?"
"Model." Han Wanwan rolled her eyes. Isn't he supposed to be worldly? Doesn't even know "modelo." She smirked slightly; this guy's head seems a bit oversized.
"Take pictures of random people in the street? Aren't they going to ask for copyright fees?"
Hands in her pockets, Han Wanwan straightened up, pondering, "You've got a point. I'll just pay them then."
