Lin Zimo could not remember when he had fallen asleep last night; he only remembered the lingering feeling that his entire holiday was going to be spent in the company of turtlenecks.
"Grandfather, your grandson is calling again... lalalala." At around six-forty in the morning, Lin Zimo's phone rang with Zhuang Shiyu's custom ringtone.
Lin Zimo groggily felt around for his phone and opened one eye. "Hello, what is it?"
Chapter 54