Song Shuhang was extremely happy... or perhaps he wasn't!
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Gao Moumou regained his senses and rubbed his eyes.
"Strange, how come I suddenly fell asleep?" Gao Moumou said in puzzlement.
Was it possible that he had lost consciousness due to a sunstroke?
At this time, he discovered that he wasn't in the shade of that big tree next to the entrance of the villa anymore, but was lying on the sofa in the living room.
From the looks of it, someone carried him back to the villa.
On another nearby sofa was sitting that daoist priest that he found very pleasant to chat with. The daoist priest was holding a cup of tea with both hands and leisurely taking a sip. In front of him was a pile of meat sandwiches.
"Old Gao, you finally woke up." Song Shuhang's voice echoed right at this time.
Gao Moumou turned his head in the direction the voice came from and saw that Song Shuhang was squatting in an empty area of the living room, trying to open a large box.