C52 He Became a Glutton

Despite her anger, Ling Kemiao had more pressing matters to attend to and couldn't afford to keep wasting time with Changshun.

By the time Changshun came to again, night had fallen.

"Qingqing, what time is it?" Changshun stretched and asked.

"I'm not an alarm clock, how would I know?" Qingqing retorted with a touch of sass.

Changshun pulled out his phone to check the time