Gu Fuqiao quickly fell asleep, and early the next morning, when she woke up, she was surprised to find that Yan Zhen Guo was already dressed neatly and looked ready to go out.
"Old Yan, is it really late now?" Gu Fuqiao became somewhat anxious, beauty can really delay a person! If she hadn't spent so much time with Yan Zhen Guo during the Qixi Festival yesterday evening, she wouldn't have even postponed the time to cook.
Yan Zhen Guo briefly mentioned the time to Gu Fuqiao, but he always gave the time down to the second. Regardless of the latter seconds, Gu Fuqiao thought it was late upon hearing the initial time. She swiftly climbed out of bed and said to Yan Zhen Guo, "Old Yan, you should have woken me up earlier. Now it's so late, what should we do? There's definitely no time for cooking!"
