“我靠……”李昊掐了掐自己脸，这触感真实得有点诡异，皱着眉用力揉了揉。

“嘶……额……” waking up head splitting, extremely uncomfortable, was like being hammered to death by a sledgehammer.

He opened his eyes, but instead of the familiar blurry vision after waking up, he saw a bit too much. Bright, dazzling sunlight through the window, casting triangular light spots on the floor. Not to mention, the woman lying next to the bed, with dark ponytails, puffed out hair, and face flushed red, was actually really angry.

Is this a dream?

He tried to sit up, but found that his body was extremely weak, feeling that every cell in his body was crying for mercy. He almost fainted when he struggled to sit up. He could only lean against the headboard and breathe heavily.

“Honey, wake up. It’s almost noon.” The woman with dark ponytails said, giving him a soft reminder. Her voice was a bit cold, but it wasn’t that bad.

Lǐ Hào listened to the voice and looked over. He saw a petite figure standing at the door, with low breasts and no curves, but okay for an ordinary woman. The man couldn't help but feel a little embarrased.