Ye Li blinked, her mind a haze. She looked to the side and saw Ji Yanchen leaning against the bed reading a book; seeing her awake, he set the book aside. The pajamas were a bathrobe style, revealing a generous expanse of chest, and faint scratch marks underneath hinted at their wild night.
Ye Li's face instantly flamed, and she covered her little head with the blanket.
This man is too tempting so early in the morning! Weren't you always wearing conservative pajamas before? Why are you exposing so much now! Did you steal someone's clothes!
"Don't cover your head," Ji Yanchen pulled at her blanket, his cool voice tinged with a thread of amusement.
The little turtle has finally shed its shell and is willing to come out.
"No!" The little turtle still clung to its last bit of stubbornness, its voice muffled and coming through the blankets, "You are a rogue!"
