"Zhilan, I'm back." He Teng opened the door and called out from the entrance. No one answered him, so he pushed open the room and went inside, only to see his wife and son still blissfully asleep at this time.
He Teng couldn't help but find it funny; his son sure could sleep, and it seemed his mom could sleep just as well because of it.
"Wifey." He Teng bent down to give the sleeping He Zhilan a kiss on the cheek, his voice full of amusement, "Time to get up."
He Zhilan finally opened her eyes groggily, paused when she saw He Teng, "You're back already? What time is it?"
Ever since He Teng's father also started helping out at the supermarket, He Zhilan had been home alone. Once the child went to sleep, she found herself with nothing to do. Out of boredom, she'd watch her child sleep, and before she knew it, she also drifted off for a good nap.
