But, I just can't tell you.
That Gu Shaocheng was desolate, irritable, and fragile.
...........
It was a sunny Tuesday, and Gu Shaocheng had slept from morning 'til afternoon. Chenxing had walked into the bedroom several times, to find the quilt bulging high, the man sleeping so peacefully.
The little maid squatted beside him, naughtily imitating his features. The moment she pinched his nose, she was mercilessly swatted away.
Chenxing snickered secretly, taking a feather to tickle him.
The man, groggy from sleep, moved his hand, swatting it away, and murmured as if talking in his sleep, "Stop it!"
"Get up, lazy pig. You didn't have lunch, aren't you hungry?"
Turning over, Gu Shaocheng continued to sleep soundly, ignoring her.
Chenxing, not willing to give up, ran to the other side to continue pestering him, "Have something to eat and then sleep. Who sleeps in broad daylight?"
