Under Chenchen's urging, Chongchong changed clothes in two minutes, brushed her teeth and washed her face in five, wrapped her face in makeup for another five, and spent the last five on breakfast.
"Done!" Chongchong beamed, holding onto his arm, and said, "Brother Chenchen, let's go."
"Mm."
Chenchen nodded.
They didn't have the family driver take them; instead, they hailed a taxi directly.
In the car, Chongchong couldn't suppress a yawn.
It's not her fault she's tired. They were up late last night, and this morning she was pulled out of bed past six.
"If you're tired, you can sleep a bit more."
Chenchen glanced at the young girl and extended his long arm to serve as her pillow.
"Then I'll sleep."
Chongchong didn't stand on ceremony, tilting her little head and falling asleep in no time.
The car drove smoothly all the way, even making Chenchen feel a twinge of drowsiness as well.
But as soon as the drowsiness crept up, his expression turned cold.
