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However, Lu Man was very uncomfortable, so Han Zhuoli let go of her, and Lu Man immediately buried her face in his embrace.

Han Zhuoli smiled dotingly, and pressed his lips against her ears, and whispered, "Don't you need to wake up now?"

Lu Man's was still murmuring, her voice nasal from having just woken up. "What time is it now?"

Han Zhuoli raised her wrist for her to take a look at her watch. "11:10."

When Lu Man realized that she had slept all the way to almost noon, she hurriedly got up.

She rushed to the bathroom to clean up, and since Xia Qingwei was at home, Han Zhuoli did not dare to follow after her.

Meanwhile, Xia Qingwei cooked the special dumplings from yesterday, and the three of them ate it together.

"Later on, Come with me to the mall. We will be meeting the elders tomorrow, so I need to buy some presents to greet them."

"Alright," Han Zhuoli nodded and agreed.