Oh! Whose Missus?
Xie Yuansheng spanked her butt lightly and said, "Wake up missus. We can't be late."
"Nooo… I want to sleep," relied Feng Xinying as she covered her face with a blanket.
Xie Yuansheng got out of the bed and removed the blanket from her. He picked her even though she kept protesting by kicking her legs all the way to the bathroom. They emerged out half an hour later and dressed. Feng Xinying had pouted her lips for waking up so early. She picked a yellow casual short dress to wear.
Xie Yuansheng held her hand and dragged her out of the house. He went to the garage and took out his Maybach. Then he went to pick Feng Xinying who was still yawning standing on the porch waiting for the car. She sat in the passenger seat. Xie Yuansheng opened his seatbelt and leaned towards her to strap her seatbelt. "I can do it myself Yuansheng."
"You can but then you weren't. You were just dozing off," he complained.