The early morning sun came in through the window.

Zhang Tianyu made a lazy "en", sat up, stretched himself comfortably, looked out of the window and yawned.

"well." A confused voice came into his ears. Zhang Tianyu turned around and looked at it. His eyes widened. Murong snow and Dongfang Yu are biting their collars and sleeping. Last night, Zhang Tianyu occupied a large place by himself, but because he slept too heavily, Murong Xue and Dongfang Yu couldn't bear to disturb him, so they were all crowded on the other side of the bed, and because the quilt was laid flat on the bed, when Zhang Tianyu fell asleep,...