The next day, when Xiaodie woke up, the first thing she did was to feel for the note she had left by the bed.
Unfortunately, however, there was no reply on the note. Could it be that no unknown personality had visited last night?
Suddenly, Xiaodie saw the glasses for the paper painting on the bedside table.
As soon as Xiaodie picked them up, Shen Fu woke up. Groggily thinking she was about to wear the glasses, he threw a leg over her waist and rubbed against her, "Kao'er, getting up so early, are you going to read to help the rise of China?"
"I..."
Shen Fu's fingers blocked her mouth, "Or do you want to do some morning exercise?"
Xiaodie put down the glasses, turned around, and looked at Shen Fu's face. "I'm not Kao'er, but I'm curious about what you mean by morning exercise?"
Shen Fu got such a fright that he flipped over, falling off the bed and onto the carpet before propping himself back up. "Haha, I was talking about push-ups, Xiaodie. Do you want to try it out?"