When Lu Xin woke up the next day, he felt a little tired, as if he had not slept enough.
Perhaps once a person relaxed, he would feel the fatigue that he usually did not feel. He really wanted to lie on the bed for a while longer, but he subconsciously glanced at the small alarm clock of the big round-faced Doraemon. He was instantly shocked and sat up in a hurry.
I usually wake up at 7 am sharp!
Today, it was 7:15!
I'm really too ashamed. Have I already fallen?
As Lu Xin got out of bed to get dressed and wash up, he began to blame himself. At the same time, he also found some excuses for himself.
Perhaps she had been too tired recently, so she had slept a little longer.
It could also be that he came back late last night and didn't rest on time.
More importantly, the feeling of watching TV and snatching the remote control as a family after dinner was really good.
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"My good sister, you actually thought of contacting me?"
