Zheng Wenhao came knocking on Xu Shengxia's door before seven the next morning.
Xu Shengxia wasn't even awake yet. She rubbed her drowsy eyes and groggily went to open the door.
"Who is it? It's so early, can't a girl get some sleep?"
Xu Shengxia mumbled unhappily, one eye half-open and her red lips in a pout.
Zheng Wenhao, bringing the crisp morning air with him, immediately wrapped his long arms around her, pulling them both into the room and closing the door.
"It's me, silly. You opened the door without even seeing who it was. Weren't you afraid it might be a bad guy? You really make me worry."
Held in Zheng Wenhao's embrace, Xu Shengxia woke up a little.
Once she saw it was Zheng Wenhao, she relaxed and snuggled into his chest to go back to sleep, mumbling:
"You're one to talk... Why are you here so early? I'm still half-asleep. You disturbed my wonderful dream, you pest..."
"I don't care. Carry me to bed, I want to sleep more. I'll play with you when I wake up."
