From the side of his chest, even with pajamas, he could still feel that the girl—he realized she was not wearing clothes—what enraged him more was that the damn girl's head was close to his, her breath softly grazing the tip of his ear...
"You little wretch, getting too big for your britches, aren't you? Sleeping naked while you have relatives over on your side, knowing I won't join the battle, so you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
Feeling his blood boil, Mu Tianye abruptly sat up, threw off the quilt, and flipped over to grab her shoulders.
"Ning Xiaofei, wake up!"
Ning Xiaofei, who had been sleeping soundly, was suddenly exposed to the chilly air and her shoulders were painfully clutched by his devilish grip, which woke her up from even the deepest sleep.
She abruptly opened her eyes, bewilderedly gazing at the man before her. Initially startled, she recognized Mu Tianye by the bedside lamp's light and immediately rolled her eyes at him.
