On Sunday, Su Liuying woke up early. She turned her head and saw Quan Tianyou still deep in slumber, so she softly called out to him, "Tianyou! Tianyou! Wake up!"
Quan Tianyou didn't stir, so she pursed her lips in thought, extended two fingers, and sneakily moved them towards his nose, pinching his nostrils shut.
"Huff!"
With his nose pinched, Quan Tianyou struggled to breathe, and that woke him up.
"Mrs. Quan, good morning! Why have you woken up so early?"
"It's not early anymore, didn't you say you had a surprise for me today?"
Su Liuying propped herself up on the bed and looked at him. "Can you tell me now?"
"What's the rush?"
Quan Tianyou reached out to pull Su Liuying, and she suddenly found herself lying on top of him. He smiled and said, "Mrs. Quan, why the hurry? It seems that last night your husband didn't work hard enough, and you still have energy to spare!"
