Because the sleep was particularly deep due to the drunkenness, when Zhiyi woke up the sky was still dimly lit. Lying with her eyes slightly open, she saw Pei Yu's silhouette encased in the weak sunlight.
Bending down to pick up the tissue box he had accidentally knocked over, Pei Yu noticed she was awake and paused for a moment, "Did I wake you up?"
She was indeed woken up by the noise, but Zhiyi wasn't grumpy about it—awake was awake. Rubbing her eyes, she glanced at the time, "It's only five o'clock, do you have work this early?"
Her voice, still hoarse from sleep, sounded soft and fluffy, which made Pei Yu's usually indifferent expression soften a lot as he let out a light "Mmm."
"A little something to do."
He wasn't wearing a shirt, allowing his tight, beautiful muscles to be fully appreciated, radiating vigorous warmth. While speaking, he reached out and touched Zhiyi's face.
"There's nothing planned for today, you go back to sleep."
"I'm not going to sleep anymore."
