Xiao Moli's blanket got pulled away, leaving his body chillingly exposed to the air.
He also turned around in a huff, reached out to grab the blanket, and rolled it back over himself.
An Ziqi bit her lip; not only was this guy sulking and not listening to her explanation, ignoring her, but now he was also fighting with her for the blanket?
What kind of husband behaves that way?
She, not to be outdone, reached out again and yanked the blanket back forcefully.
An Ziqi didn't realize that while she was complaining about Xiao Moli being childish, her own behavior was also very much like that of a child.
The two adults, like two children, were tugging at the blanket back and forth.
While fighting over it, they somehow fell asleep.
The next morning.
When An Ziqi woke up, she saw Xiao Moli wrapping his arms tightly around her.
Thinking about last night, she subconsciously struggled a bit, and as she moved, Xiao Moli slowly opened his eyes.
