The next morning.
Creak!
Young Master Hao opened the door, walked out of the pavilion, stood before a flowerbed, took a deep whiff of the fragrance, stretched lazily, and said, "After a good sleep, I really feel a hundred times more energized."
Then he turned to look at Qin Feiyang's pavilion. Seeing the main door tightly shut and no sign of Qin Feiyang on the terrace, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"Don't tell me this guy is sleeping too?"
Whoosh!
He took one step and landed in front of Qin Feiyang's pavilion, knocking hard on the door.
"What are you knocking for so early in the morning?"
A moment passed.
Qin Feiyang's roar suddenly rang out from inside the room.
"You even have morning temper?"
Young Master Hao froze, then teased, "You're not even coming out to take a look. The sun's about to roast your ass already."
Tap tap!
Not long after.
