The next morning, Huanhuan was woken up by a knock on the door.
Xue Hui's voice came through the door. "Huanhuan, wake up for breakfast."
Huanhuan replied, "Okay."
She struggled out of bed, put on her clothes in a daze, and staggered to the door of her room. She pulled it open.
Outside the door, Xue Hui saw that Huanhuan was still asleep. Her fair cheeks were still marked by the pillow, and her big eyes were covered in a layer of mist. Her cute appearance made Xue Hui's hands itch again.
Unable to resist, she pinched Huanhuan's cheek. "Aren't you afraid you'll be taken and sold?"
Huanhuan still looked confused. "Huh?"
"Forget it." There was nothing she could do about her. "Go wash your face. Come eat after you're done."
"Okay."
Xue Hui asked someone to bring hot water. Seeing that Huanhuan was still sleepy, she couldn't help but ask, "Do you know how to wash your face? Do you want me to help you?"
