Yang Zhihu was already quite frustrated. He put his hands behind his back and stared out the window. He was going to reprimand the girl when she woke up. She needed to know she couldn't mess around in the colonels' quarters, even if the crown prince was her patron.
He turned around when he heard movement behind him.
The girl stuck her head out of the blanket like a cute bunny.
For the first time in his life, Yang Zhihu knew what "cute" meant.
He told himself to stay unaffected because he was supposed to reprimand her.
The girl rubbed her eyes with her fair hands before putting her hands over her stomach and sitting up.
She still felt weak, so she only stuck her head out, showing off her fair skin, exquisite chin, and her cheeks that still had some baby fat on them. The innocent and bewildered look on her face made one want to squeeze her adorable cheeks.
