Gu Nanqiao gave an "oh," a sound that couldn't hide her palpable disappointment.
Forget it, if he was truly busy, she didn't want to trouble him too much.
Huo Jingting lay with his eyes open, their depth nearly blending with the night.
This was the limit of his explanation; he couldn't reveal any more.
After a moment of silence, he couldn't help urging, "Get to sleep now; it's the middle of the night. Otherwise, you won't be able to get up tomorrow."
Gu Nanqiao pinched his arm in displeasure, "When have I ever lazed in bed?"
Huo Jingting laughed, "Don't deny it, you've overslept quite a few times."
"..."
She bit her teeth slightly in irritation, "That's all your fault."
Her biological clock had indeed been quite precise, waking her up between six thirty and seven, but ever since living with him, let alone seven, it had been a struggle to open her eyes even at eight.
If it weren't for his insatiable demands at night, she really wouldn't be oversleeping.
