Snow Empress Turned Her Head: My Disdain Is Real, and So Is My Desire to Hug

That sudden shout was like a thunderclap from a clear sky, instantly shattering the intimate atmosphere in the room.

Nan Feng abruptly opened his eyes and frowned at Xiao Wu by the bedside. "What the hell are you freaking out about this early in the morning?"

Xiao Wu decisively took two steps back, folded her arms across her chest, and gave Nan Feng a disdainful, trash-like look as she sized him up from head to toe.

Nan Feng was baffled by her stare and instinctively lowered his head to follow her gaze.

The moment he looked, he froze as well.

Zhu Zhuqing's clothes were in disarray in his arms, leaving most of one fair, fragrant shoulder exposed to the air. One hand was still tightly clutching his collar.

Moreover, although the girl had her eyes closed and was pretending to sleep, the flush running from the base of her neck to the tips of her ears, along with the heartbeat that was nearly pounding out of her throat, had long since betrayed just how awake, embarrassed, and indignant she was.

Nan Feng was a little dumbfounded.

No, why was this girl so restless even in her sleep?

He sighed helplessly. Rather than take advantage of the situation, he reached for the thin blanket beside them and tucked it securely over Zhu Zhuqing, covering up the springtime view that had been inadvertently revealed.

Then Nan Feng nimbly rolled out of bed and casually straightened the collar that had been pulled open.

He glanced at the gossiping onlookers peeking in from the doorway, then fixed his gaze directly on Sea Maiden. "Sea Maiden, come over and soothe her."

Sea Maiden wore a strange expression and pointed at her own nose. "Why me? Shouldn't comforting little girls be someone else's concern?"

"Didn't you