Zhou Fan and Chu Yan messed around for a while before holding each other and falling asleep. They didn't slowly wake up until noon.
"Come on, honey. Let's go downstairs, buy some clothes, do a little shopping, and then come back to get the money from this guy." Zhou Fan helplessly pinched Chu Yan's cheek as he looked at her, still lazing in bed and sprawled on top of him, refusing to get up.
"Hmph, it's all your fault. Whenever I'm with you, I get so sleepy. It's all your fault, all your fault!" Chu Yan forcefully shifted the blame. When she went to wash up, she wouldn't even let Zhou Fan come in to mess with her, which left him speechless.
Since Chu Yan was preoccupied with the money, they didn't shop for long. They just grabbed a quick bite to eat and bought an outfit. After all, Chu Yan couldn't keep wearing her little pantsuit; it was too restrictive and uncomfortable.
