"Yueyue, time to get up," Zhuo Xiangqiao softly said as he roused the sleeping person on the bed next to him.
Lin Yue burrowed deeper into the blankets, not wanting to get up at all. Seeing her like this, a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes, and he pulled her out, whispering, "You'll have trouble sleeping tonight if you don't get up now." Though in his heart, he wished she wouldn't need to sleep at all that night.
Even though Zhuo Xiangqiao wanted to pull Lin Yue from under the covers, she clung tightly to the duvet, preventing his victory. As they wrestled for the blanket, Lin Yue rolled over, trapping it under her body, making it impossible for Zhuo Xiangqiao to lift it off.
Zhuo Xiangqiao watched her helplessly, noting that she seemed to be getting lazier these days, always trying to linger in bed as long as she could. It looked like he had indulged her too much; her boldness was growing when it came to dealing with him.