Ye Zhenzhen pushed the man's hand away, "No!"
She had set her alarm for six-thirty, and if she dawdled any longer, she would definitely be late to the film set.
Ye Zhenzhen yawned, got up, and went to wash up.
It was only then did she remember that in her groggy state at midnight, the man had helped her bathe and changed her into a set of clean clothes.
She turned her head to look and saw that even the bedsheets had been changed.
"What's wrong?"
Song Jinze came over and kissed her gently on the forehead, "Why are you getting up so early to go somewhere?"
"The film set, today is the first day of shooting."
Ye Zhenzhen, although already groomed and dressed, still couldn't shake off the sleepiness, yawning one after another.
"It feels like I've slept, but at the same time like I haven't."
The man, who was putting on his shirt, paused the movements of his fingertips and his deep gaze swept over the woman passing by the dressing room.