The next day.
Tang Suiyu woke up to a faint aroma.
She lazily rubbed her eyes, sat up tiredly, leaned against the headboard, and squinted at the exquisite and abundant breakfast by her bed. She reached out to grab it.
A slap knocked her hand away. Tang Suiyu looked up at Ye Gushen, "What are you doing! It's right by the bed, don't tell me I can't eat it?"
"It's not that you can't eat it, go wash your hands!"
"Hmph..."
Tang Suiyu glared at him before getting out of bed.
A moment later, she returned, and glared at him again.
His little wife was actually quite easy to appease, but previously she didn't even give him a chance to do so.
"I noticed you seem quite happy! Last night?" Tang Suiyu asked him.
"No."
"Hmm?"
Ye Gushen quickly changed his tune, "Eat slowly, it's still early, there's plenty of time to get to class."
Her class this morning was at ten, plenty of time.
He actually remembered she had class!
