When Xu Ling woke up, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. You don't have to work on Saturday, so you can have a good rest. She pushed her husband, who was still sleeping, and said, "Honey, get up. Let's go have morning tea, okay?" "Sleep a little longer, I'm so sleepy." Her husband Dai Ning replied unhappily. Xu Ling saw that there was no chance again. It must have been another all-night battle last night. She had no choice but to get up alone and began to figure out who to play with. Because my husband is dying, forcing him will only lead to a quarrel and make the already unhappy mood even worse.
"Beep..." As soon as she turned on her phone, Xu Ling received a message.