"Jane, wake up to have breakfast." James Black bent down and whispered in her ear, "If you're tired, you can come back and rest early after eating."
Jane Sampson's eyelids fluttered, and after a few seconds, she finally managed to open her eyes with difficulty.
Seeing James Black had returned, Jane Sampson almost wanted to cry.
"I feel like I just slept for three minutes, how come you're back already?" She was exhausted, her whole body was tired, her eyelids were still fighting.
She had really slept deeply just now, if James Black hadn't woken her, she reckoned she could sleep until daybreak tomorrow.
"You slept for nearly one hour." James Black tapped his watch, "It's time to get up."
Jane Sampson whimpered and directly pulled the quilt over her head, "I don't want to get up, getting up is so cold, so tiring, so difficult, and getting up means having to put on clothes."
