Volume 3, Chapter 50: Cheap Butterfly

"What are you daydreaming about?" he asked.

I let out a shout, and retreated back under the covers, wrapping myself up tightly, "Lin Zefeng, put some clothes on!"

He seemed to find it both crying and laughing matter, "We're already this close, don't be shy."

"Of course, it doesn't matter to you, you have a thick skin." I muttered from under the blanket.

He didn't reply, as if he was standing by the bed thinking about something, then suddenly he grabbed the blanket and lay back down on the bed. His actions weren't really inappropriate, but there was limited area in the blanket, and I, in a posture resembling the Toad Divine Skill, occupied most of it. When he pulled it, my body was exposed to the air, startling me into another shout as I hurriedly burrowed into the blanket, with his arms wrapping around me.