Unexpectedly, Rong Qingqing suddenly opened her eyes and glanced at him; she wasn't asleep.
"Where to?" Rong Qingqing asked in a sleepy haze, knowing that Shen Jue was talking to her, but not quite hearing what Shen Jue had said, only catching the last three words he uttered.
"Accompany you."
"It's nothing, sleep." Shen Jue shook his head, lowered it, and kissed Rong Qingqing's lips, "Sleep early, goodnight."
"Congratulations to the host for completing the nightly goodnight task, gaining 5 hours of life span."
"Congratulations to the host for completing the kiss task, gaining 50 hours of life span."
Listening to the system's voice, Rong Qingqing gradually fell asleep.
Rong Qingqing booked a flight for seven the next morning, so at three-thirty, Rong Qingqing got up.
She didn't bring much, but there was quite a bit to take back.
Three 24-inch suitcases filled the car's trunk to capacity.
