Yang Yan stretched lazily, then turned his head towards Mo Wuyou, who was still hovering nearby with a watchful eye, ready to bite him hard when he wasn't paying attention:
"You're still not going back? It's almost dawn."
"None of your business!"
Though she said it wasn't Yang Yan's concern, she obediently went back.
Yang Yan watched her disappearing figure, smiled helplessly, and then lay down on the sofa, starting to snore loudly.
There's a lot to do after dawn, so he needs to rest quickly.
In the morning, Yang Yan was awakened by Momo on the bed.
This little girl, as soon as she got up, started pulling Yang Yan, calling out for food.
She wasn't afraid of Yang Yan at all, as if Yang Yan was her dear family.
Yang Yan couldn't help it and had to quickly fulfill the little girl's request.
But speaking of eating, naturally, he couldn't forget Ruyi.
Presumably, they should be awake by now.
