"We're pushing thirty and still can't get up early." Qianqian said, "If that's the case, we'll never be able to get up early in this lifetime."
With that, she stared at the bedroom ceiling.
In a daze jpg.
Except for her head, she was wrapped up in the quilt, with the winter wind blowing outside.
"Get up, you lazy dog."
With that, she kicked Jiang Nian next to her. It seemed not much had changed over the years.
Except...
Just slowly healing with time.
"Let me sleep a little longer." Jiang Nian pressed her backhandedly, mumbling, "Where's Xiyun?"
"She got up early." Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, "Oh, you silly dog, don't touch around."
"Just a touch."
Anyway, when Song Xiyun entered the room.
The scene was quite chaotic.
She instinctively felt a bit shy, turned her head to avoid looking. And a bit speechless, what time is it already?
"Why are you guys... Aren't we going on vacation today?"
"Won't delay."
