Zhao Xi slept until her butt was exposed to the sun before she got up. Actually, so what if she got up early? It was not her Great Yan Country, and she did not need to make decisions for all kinds of big matters. It was not like she would be pointed at by many people and scolded for being lazy.
His lips were bitten open, and when he brushed his teeth, it was a little painful.
But she did not feel pain for nothing. If he dared to bite her, why would she not return the color? She bit even harder than him.
After washing his face, Zeng Zimo went out and did not accompany her for breakfast today.
When she went downstairs, she saw him sitting in the pavilion, very seriously busy.
He had already repaired one of the paintings that Gu Beiye had torn apart yesterday. He was very careful and wanted to restore the painting to its original state.