C245 He Overslept

Qin An'an, who was surrounded by the soft blanket, rolled over the bed comfortably. She smelled the blanket and found that it smelled like sunshine. She smiled a little helplessly.

"You like the blanket that has been basked in the sun that much?"

The man went upstairs and held her little hand.

He knew that this little thing liked the blankets that had been sunburned