Arrogant

True to his words, Yu Zhen was by Li Xueyue's side when she woke up. She was caressed by the scent of the forest after it rained. She felt the powerful plains of his chest, hardened with muscles, yet his embrace was always soft and gentle. 

Li Xueyue had never felt more comforted than in his arms—strong and protective. Even now, he was holding her by the waist and pressing her tightly against him. Somehow, their position had changed, and he was lying on his back with her pressed against him.

Li Xueyue tilted her head and felt something holding her legs down. Without a doubt, their legs were entangled.

"Well, well, if it isn't an early bird," Yu Zhen teased. "With a nest for her hair."

Li Xueyue gaped at him, just as he slipped his fingers through her hair and ruffled it even more.

"What are you doing?" she demanded, as a mischievous smirk curled on his lips.

"Searching for the sparrow eggs laid upon your nest."