After such a fuss, Mia Ginger was somewhat exhausted.
Returning to her room, she quickly fell asleep.
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The next day, at seven in the morning.
She was jolted awake by the sound of the alarm.
Without much delay, she folded the quilt, washed up, and tiptoed downstairs.
It was the weekend, so Camden River didn't set an alarm. He woke up a little past seven, washed up, and came downstairs, but it was already eight.
Mia Ginger had been busy in the kitchen for a long time. Hearing the noise, she leaned out and asked, "I've already prepared breakfast, would you like it now?"
Camden River: "..."
In his view was Mia Ginger, with a fresh face, her hair tied in a ponytail at the back of her head, wearing a V-neck brick-red sweater paired with tight jeans. She looked up to ask him, making anyone feel comfortable and charming.
"Why are you up so early?" Camden River withdrew his gaze but couldn't help asking.
