"Time to get up, wifey, the sun's shining on your little butt." Ye Tian kept knocking on the door and calling for Yun Xinyan.
Bang!
Yun Xinyan, inside, grabbed a pillow and threw it at the door, then pulled the blanket over her head, her face the picture of gloom.
She couldn't remember when she fell asleep last night, only feeling like dawn was breaking. It seemed like she just dozed off when Ye Tian started knocking incessantly—she was truly frustrated by his boundless energy.
Ye Tian stepped back, and, seeing that the door wasn't smashed, continued knocking, "Wife, I've already prepared breakfast, with milk, eggs, and chocolate—to give you a boost."
"Go to hell!" Yun Xinyan hurled the pillow again and lay on the bed feeling dizzy. Who eats chocolate for breakfast? Is this guy from Africa or something?
But Yun Xinyan didn't stay in bed any longer; she got up and went into the bathroom.