Tear-free shampoo for a big man

Normally Zi Han would dream about the demon quilt trying to bake him to death so he would start kicking to free himself from its mighty clutches. Maybe this is why he usually wakes up in weird sleeping postures with the quilt half fallen on the floor and in some instances, he would find himself fallen off the bed and kissing the floor.

But today something was off. Instead, he felt like he was being stared at by a snow monster freezing his body with its menacing eyes. He felt a chill spread from the top of his head to his toes his blood running cold.

Unable to bear such freezing temperatures he struggled to open his eyes and wake up. As the fog in his eyes from the sleepiness dispersed he saw a figure staring right at him with a gaze so chilling it could freeze his soul. The snow monster had followed him out of the dream.

"Ah! Shit!," he swore followed by a loud thud that made even Zi Xingxi grimace. Her son had fallen off the bed with his tooshie hitting the floor hard.