"Don't touch me," Lin Shen hurriedly tried to dodge.
But unfortunately, Tian Xin's hand was too fast, and they were too close. Tian Xin grabbed a corner of the blanket. When Lin Shen stepped back, the blanket ripped instantly between the two of them.
"Don't touch what, don't touch—why are you wrapped up in a blanket in broad daylight doing… what… what..." Tian Xin's eyes widened as he stared at a certain part of Lin Shen's body, which had never revealed itself before, now propping up a stunning little tent.
Tian Xin's gaze went completely blank, as if his words were stuck inside his mouth.
Downstairs, Tian Xun, Lin Miao, Wei, and Yun were eating breakfast. They noticed Tian Xin coming down from upstairs appearing a bit odd, as if he'd suffered some sort of mental blow.
"It's still early. No need to rush. Let him sleep a while longer," Tian Xun thought Tian Xin was sulking because he had failed to get Lin Shen up.
