Early the next morning, Qin Qingnan woke up early. He had surgery to perform today and needed to go to the hospital a bit earlier.
When he got up, Lin Ziran was still sleeping soundly.
Yesterday, naturally, was another night of indulgence, and she was quite exhausted.
He quietly washed up and changed his clothes, walked back to the bed, bent down, and kissed her lightly, "Baby?"
Lin Ziran drowsily half-opened her eyes. The curtains in the room were drawn tightly; not a ray of light could come through. She didn't realize it was already morning.
Turning over and wrapping her arms around his neck, she asked vaguely, "What time is it? I'm still so tired."
Qin Qingnan couldn't help but laugh, "It's already morning."
"Ah?" Lin Ziran squinted at the window, then turned back to look at him, "Do you have to go to work early?"
"Yes, I have surgery today. I'm leaving a bit early; you can continue sleeping. If you're hungry, ask the service staff to bring breakfast up."
"Okay, bye-bye."
