Cen Yao felt relieved that she had already thought things through last night, came to a decision, and made contingency plans. Those were the only things preventing her from falling for his charms at this moment.
She pushed against his shoulder with both hands, "I need to get up."
Shang Tingli didn't make things hard for her. He asked quietly, "What time is it?"
"A little bit past seven."
His sleepy eyes cracked open a bit more as he stared at her, "My flight's at ten."