Luo Han slept soundly without any dreams.
He hadn't slept well recently. Coupled with the psychological damage he had suffered previously, he had been very paranoid.
The slightest movement would wake Luo Han up.
The next morning, amidst the chirping birds and the fragrance of flowers, Luo Han opened his eyes.
It had to be said that after getting enough sleep, one would feel much more comfortable.
If not for the fact that he was hungry, Luo Han really didn't want to wake up.
Luo Cheng said, "You're awake? Sit up and eat something!"
Luo Han looked up at Luo Cheng.
"Thank you, bro!"
"Why are you being so polite? Eat the millet porridge first!" Luo Cheng brought over a bowl of millet porridge and handed it to Luo Han.
Luo Han sat up, picked up the millet porridge, and ate it spoon by spoon.
Luo Han said, "That's all you're giving me?"
