"Let you sleep!"
Yan Wanqing had a belly full of anger, this being the first time she was so unrestrained.
She didn't think it was enough and directly came over with the teapot; just as she was about to pour it down, her wrist was caught.
"...Wanwan, I'm awake."
Xiao Pingfeng reached out and wiped away the tea stains from his face, his long, narrow eyes filled with moisture, making his entire appearance somewhat enchanting, catching Yan Wanqing off guard.
The man on the bed took the opportunity to pull her up, directly embracing her soft body in his arms.
He was the man she dreamt of, and the Crown Prince, whose movements had calmed down, began to react again.
"...I was all ready to leave, and then this maid brought over a plate of pastries, saying you liked them, so I tried one, then I just drank some tea..."
As he said these things, the Crown Prince's heart felt unspeakably aggrieved.
