While busy, he mumbled, "Xia Xiaonuan, today I'm going to bully you... until you can't get out of bed!"
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
"Hmm... no, your hand..."
The bedroom lights were turned off, and in an instant, the luxurious bedroom was enveloped in romantic, enchanting spring light...
******
The next day.
Sunlight lazily spilled onto the hotel's Simmons bed.
The person lying in bed lazily stretched and turned over.
At this moment, the phone by the bedside started ringing.
She extended a hand from the sheets, groping for it.
The spot next to her was already empty; she reached for a while before grabbing the phone.
"Hello... hi..." said a drowsy voice.
"Still not out of bed, lazybones?" Nangong Yaoling's voice, rich and magnetic, came through.
"Mmm... I'm getting up..."
"I wanted to tell you there's a free breakfast at the hotel at nine-thirty, and it's quite lavish; it's already nine-twenty now. If you get up now, you should make it..."
