The sun was already high in the sky when Daohua finally woke up.
Xiao Yeyang, sitting behind the desk, heard some noises and looked up, watching Daohua with sleepy eyes looking at him, her eyes filled with laughter: "Awake?"
Daohua's eyes gradually cleared, feeling the pain in her body, she glared at Xiao Yeyang and then turned over, giving him the back of her head.
Xiao Yeyang's smile grew wider, he stood up, walked over, and sat on the edge of the bed, pulling the quilt: "It's getting late, time to get up for breakfast."
Daohua, with her back to Xiao Yeyang, said: "I'm not hungry."
Xiao Yeyang chuckled: "You can continue to sleep, I can rest a bit more too, after all, Wei Hong and his people would love for me to indulge day and night in the comforts of home."
Hearing this, Daohua turned her head back: "What do you mean?"
