By six in the afternoon, Chen Zihan had fallen asleep in Xiao Han's arms.
With Chen Zihan in his embrace, the glow of her reddish cheeks under the sunlight indicated her comfort and deep sleep.
"Zi Han, we should go have dinner," Xiao Han hurriedly woke the beauty in his arms.
Stretching lazily, Chen Zihan, the beauty now awake, was stunningly radiant. The sight of her snow-white belly and cute belly button during the stretch was incredibly adorable. Rubbing her eyes, she asked, "What time is it?"
"It's already six in the afternoon," Xiao Han said with a smile, "We should go eat."
"Oh, I'm so hungry!" Chen Zihan quickly nodded in agreement.
Xiao Han pinched her cheek and said, "You've slept for an hour and a half; are you born in the year of the pig? Hungry as soon as you wake up."
"Giggle..." Chen Zihan burst into laughter and retorted, "You're the one who's born in the year of the pig."