Lu Qingye looked drowsy and a little dazed. Slowly, Meng Chuyuan's facial features began to emerge clearly in his vision, and a faint gentleness appeared in his eyes.
At first, Meng Chuyuan acted quite naturally, but for some reason, when she suddenly met Lu Qingye's deep eyes, she started to look a little guilty, and her heart rate clearly sped up.
Lu Qingye's expression revealed a trace of doubt when he saw her stunned face. His deep voice carried a hint of laziness as he asked, "What's wrong?"
Meng Chuyuan blinked and said softly, "…The alarm clock is ringing."
After saying that, Meng Chuyuan nimbly turned around, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and turned off the alarm clock.
Perhaps it was because the skiing event yesterday had exhausted more than half of their stamina. Furthermore, they had to work overtime after they returned that night, which shortened their sleep time, causing the two of them to be in a daze.