Xi Nanfeng opened his eyes and saw a slender, delicate arm draped across his chest.
He froze for a few seconds, then, startled, pushed the arm away and pulled the blanket up, wrapping himself like a shy little bride. Looking at the woman he had startled awake, his face turned pale, and he shivered as he questioned, "You, you, you... what are you doing in my bed?!"
Qin Sixue sat up, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and looked at Xi Nanfeng with an earnest expression. "Brother Nanfeng, you were drunk last night, so I stayed to take care of you."
Xi Nanfeng snuck a glance at himself.
That single glance almost scared him off the bed.
Aside from a pair of boxer shorts, he was wearing nothing!
"So you took advantage of me while I was out of it, stripped me of my clothes, and... and got away with it! Qin Sixue, how... how shameless could you be!"
Xi Nanfeng, looking thoroughly shocked and aggrieved, pointed at her and accused.
