On the first day of school, the school beauty in black stockings took me to a hotel.

Just after eight o'clock the next morning, Liu Yu's biological clock took the initiative and dragged him out of his dream of swimming in a hot spring.

He opened his eyes, stared at the ceiling for three seconds, and then sat up.

Su Wanqing was still fast asleep, wrapped in a blanket, curled up in a ball, with only her messy long hair and half of her face showing.

Liu Yu tiptoed out of bed, walked to her bedside, squatted down, and looked at her for a full five minutes.

Liu Yu was so engrossed in watching that he couldn't help but replay the images of those swimsuits in his mind.

Black thong bikini.

A halter neck design with openwork and two separate parts.

Deep V-neck side-slit one-piece suit.

Fluorescent pink tassel bikini.

Liu Yu felt a heat in his nose, so he quickly tilted his head back and covered it with his hand.

I can't think about it, I'm going to get a nosebleed if I keep thinking about it.

"Sleepyhead, time to get up."

no response.

"Lazybones, it's past eight o'clock."

Still no response.

Liu Yu reached out and gently nudged her shoulder: "Lazybones, the sun's already high in the sky."

Su Wanqing hummed in response, turned over, buried her face in the pillow, and mumbled indistinctly, "Don't make a sound... just five more minutes..."

"Lazybones, we're going to the Terracotta Army today."

"You're the lazybones! The terracotta warriors aren't going to run away... make them wait a bit..."

Liu Yu was both amused and exasperated.

He thought for a moment, then took out his phone, opened the camera, and brought it close to Su Wanqing's face.

"Click."

The flash went off.

Su Wanqing jumped up with a scream: "Who! Who attacked this princess?!"

Her hair stood on end as if she had been struck by lightning, her eyes were not fully open, and her hands were waving wildly in the air.

Liu Yu shoved his phone screen in front of her: "Look, this is the morning appearance of Ms. Su Wanqing, the most beautiful girl from Tsinghua and Peking Universities."

On the screen, Liu Yu smiled broadly, while Su Wanqing's profile showed her drooling.

Su Wanqing stared at the screen for three seconds!

"Liu! Yu!"

She pounced on Liu Yu like a hungry tiger, straddling him and reaching for his phone: "Delete it! Delete it now!"

"I won't delete it," Liu Yu said, holding up his phone while dodging and laughing. "I'm going to set it as my phone's wallpaper so I can admire it every day."

"You dare! I'll bite you to death!"

Su Wanqing opened her mouth and bit Liu Yu's arm.

Liu Yu quickly begged for forgiveness: "I was wrong, I was wrong! Delete it! Delete it right now!"

"If you dare to take an unflattering photo of me again, I'll print your picture in fluorescent pink swim trunks into posters and plaster them all over the bulletin boards at Tsinghua and Peking Universities."

Liu Yu imagined the scene and shuddered: "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare, Your Majesty, spare my life."

After making a fuss for about ten minutes, the two finally finished washing up, changed their clothes, and went out.

Su Wanqing wore a light pink hooded sweatshirt, paired with white shorts and white Air Jordans. Her long hair was tied in a high ponytail, making her look as refreshing as a high school student.

"What do you want to eat? There's a breakfast shop downstairs."

"I want to eat Chang'an specialties, the kind you mentioned yesterday: spicy soup with pan-fried buns."

"Okay, I'll take you to eat the most authentic one."

In October, the mornings in Chang'an were already cool, and Su Wanqing shrank her neck as the wind blew by.

"Are you cold?" Liu Yu asked.

"A little."

"Wearing shorts when it's cold"

"None of your business! I'm happy to do it!"

Despite his verbal condemnation, Liu Yu still took off his thin coat and draped it over her shoulders.

"Aren't you cold?" Su Wanqing blinked her big eyes!

"I'm full of energy, I'm not afraid of the cold," Liu Yu patted his chest.

Su Wanqing looked at his forced composure and laughed: "What a character."

She put on her coat, the sleeves were way too long, only her fingertips were showing, and shook it: "Look, don't I look like a theatrical performer!"

"So alike, so incredibly alike! What is Miss Su up to?"

Su Wanqing casually flicked her sleeves: "Your Majesty, please read 'The Drunken Concubine'!"

"My beloved concubine, rise." Liu Yu played along perfectly.

The breakfast shop is located diagonally opposite the residential area. It's an inconspicuous little storefront with a sign that reads "Lao Ma's Spicy Soup." There are a few small tables set up at the entrance, and quite a few customers are already sitting there.

The proprietress, a woman in her fifties, was wearing an apron and deftly serving soup to the customers.

Upon seeing Liu Yu, her eyes lit up: "Xiao Yu! You're back!"

Liu Yu greeted her with a smile, "Aunt Ma! Two bowls of spicy soup and four pan-fried buns, please."

"Alright!" Aunt Ma glanced at Su Wanqing, "This girl is...!"

"My girlfriend, Su Wanqing."

Su Wanqing greeted her warmly, "Hello, Aunt Ma."

"Oh my, wonderful, wonderful!" Aunt Ma beamed. "Xiao Yu's got a great girlfriend!"

Su Wanqing beamed, "Thank you, Aunt Ma!"

The hot and sour soup was served quickly, two large steaming bowls with a thick broth containing large chunks of beef, wood ear mushrooms, tofu skin, and peanuts, topped with chopped green onions and cilantro, and smelling delicious.

The pan-fried buns also arrived, golden and crispy, plump and squeezed together on the plate.

Su Wanqing took a sip of the soup first: "Mmm! Delicious!"

"Right? Aunt Ma's spicy soup is the best in all of Chang'an. I've been drinking it since I was a child."

"It's spicy and fragrant, with the numbing sensation of pepper, creating a particularly rich flavor profile." Su Wanqing took another big gulp, then picked up a pan-fried bun and took a bite.

The outer skin is crispy, the inside is soft and chewy, and the meat filling is plump and juicy.

"This is delicious too! It's better than all the pan-fried buns I've had in northern Beijing."

"Absolutely, this is a unique feature of Chang'an."

The two ate with great enthusiasm, and Su Wanqing soon broke out in a sweat. She kept inhaling as she stuffed food into her mouth, completely disregarding her image.

After finishing breakfast, Liu Yu took out his phone to call a taxi to the Terracotta Warriors.

"No need to call anymore, I've already arranged everything."

"It's all arranged! When did you arrange this?!"

"I sent my dad a WeChat message last night and asked him to arrange a car for me. It should be arriving soon."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sedan slowly drove up and stopped in front of the breakfast shop.

The car door opened, and a man in a sharp suit stepped out. His gaze swept across the crowd before settling on Su Wanqing.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Su Wanqing?"

"Yes, that's me." Su Wanqing nodded.

"Hello Ms. Su, I'm here to deliver your car on behalf of Mr. Su."

The man handed over the car keys with both hands: "The car is full of gas and has been thoroughly cleaned and inspected. If you have any problems while using it, please feel free to contact me. When you leave Chang'an, park the car in the airport parking lot, and we will send someone to pick it up."

Su Wanqing took the keys: "Thank you, you've worked hard."

"You're welcome, it's my pleasure." The man bowed again before turning to leave.

The whole process was smooth and took no more than two minutes.

Liu Yu stood there, stunned, looking at the brand-new Mercedes-Benz S-Class and then at the car keys in Su Wanqing's hand.

"This...this is the car your dad arranged! A Mercedes S-Class!"

"Hmm, what's wrong? This car is alright, not particularly flashy."

"Why aren't you making a fuss about this!"

"It's alright!" Su Wanqing tilted her head to look at him. "It's more convenient to drive yourself."

Liu Yu: "..."

He truly doesn't understand the world of rich women.