Early the next morning, as the first light of dawn illuminated the window curtains, Shen Qiang opened his eyes and immediately saw the enchanting figure of Weisheng Zhimei lying beside him, playing on her tablet. Seeing Shen Qiang wake up and look at her, her pretty face flushed for no reason.
"Why don't you sleep a little longer?" Shen Qiang turned over and held her in his arms.
Her pretty face blushed with happiness as she coquettishly said, "Little Qiang Qiang, do you think I don't want to? But who asked you to snore so loudly? It was like a train passing by; how could anyone sleep?"
Hearing this, Shen Qiang, still drowsy, laughed and said, "Snoring? Impossible, that's not true."
