Warm Wedding

"Lazy girl... Get up quickly. If you don't get up, I will beat you." After the roar that penetrated the roof, Yun Nuan stretched out a hand from a ball of silkworm chrysalis-like quilt, groped randomly on the bedside for a while, and finally found the mobile phone after a lot of efforts. From the "silkworm chrysalis", oh... No, it was a head with messy hair like a bird's nest poking out from the quilt. Yun Nuan squinted her eyes and looked at the time on her phone. She mentally cursed. It was only a little after seven in the morning. Why couldn't she have a good sleep on the weekend? What is the Queen Mother doing? Although I can't help but hug...