A war of words begins again!

Saturday.

Early morning.

The bedroom door opened.

"Zhang Ye, wake up," said Dong Shanshan who was in her work clothes.

Zhang Ye, who was hugging his blanket, turned his head drowsily, "Shanshan, why?"

Dong Shanshan said with a pretty smile, "What do you think? It's already 8 A.M. Wake up quickly. I'm going to work first. Breakfast has been prepared for you."

Zhang Ye shut his eyes again, "Okay."

Dong Shanshan slapped his thighs, "Wake up quickly."

"I'm not going to work in the morning. I know, I will get up soon," Zhang Ye vaguely said.