She let out a soft sigh, lay on the bed, and used her arm to cover the glaring incandescent light above her head, then drifted into a dream.
When she woke up, the hands of the clock were pointing to around eleven o'clock. She gasped and immediately got up from the bed.
She hadn't prepared the fruit yet!
Luckily, it was eleven and not twelve; if she slept any longer, Shi Aoju would probably have mocked her with a cold face again.
But does he really have the habit of eating fruit every night?
In just a few steps, she rushed to the elevator and quickly pressed the button for the lobby floor, then dashed into the kitchen.
Apples shouldn't be eaten at night; they can be deadly, pour more milk, it's beneficial for sleep health.
Reciting these lifestyle tips to herself, she sliced the fruit into the bowl rapidly.
After mixing the salad in a crystal bowl, she didn't dare waste time and hurriedly placed it next to the milk cup on the tray, then dashed to the elevator with it.
