The room was pitch-black. However, with his current eyesight, although it had not reached the level of raising brightness in a dark room, it was not a problem to see the way clearly.
On the wide bed, Lian Chengxue was sleeping with her body facing the wall. The thin blanket outlined her beautiful and exquisite curves.
Fortunately, she was not an ordinary person. Otherwise, she would definitely have covered herself with a thick blanket on such a cold day.
Han Zhao took off his coat, gently lifted the blanket, and lay behind Lian Chengxue.
"Good lord, you've taken off your clothes?" Han Zhao reached out and gently touched Lian Chengxue's warm body. Her back and neck were smooth.
"Itchy~" Lian Chengxue pouted and let out a dreamy cry.
"Still pretending to be asleep?" Han Zhao blew gently into Lian Chengxue's ear, lowered his body, and crawled into the blanket.
"Third Sister! Are you going to sleep or not?"