The newly awakened Zhou Jiao, her cheeks slightly flushed, eyes still a little dazed, looked lazily like a kitten. Moreover, with her hair down, her face seemed even smaller, and her lips red and teeth white made her look exceptionally delicate.
Zhang Guoqing, who had just entered the bedroom, adored his wife's little demeanor, "It's still early, sleep a bit more."
"What time is it?"
"A little past five. Wife, a snowstorm fell early this morning, and now the snow outside is almost knee-deep. Luckily, the car was driven into the garage last night (Armed Forces Department)."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jiao could no longer stay in bed. Besides the in-laws being nearby, their Ping'an practiced horse stance punctually at five o'clock, and she was more worried about the child freezing in the yard.
"Auntie is making breakfast, you can lie a bit longer. Last night you all chatted so late, Mother won't mind."
"Once awake, I can't sleep."
