Jun Linyuan racked his brain. Finally, he summoned up his courage and went on.
He had to say it sooner or later.
"Little Feng Wu, actually…"
Summoning up the courage of his life, Jun Linyuan clenched his fists, stared at the ceiling, and was about to speak when…
Phew…
A long, even breathing sound came from two meters away, and it was accompanied by a little snore.
The crown prince who was capable enough to talk to a top cultivator of the continent… the one who could shake the continent with a stomp of his foot…
He looked like he had been struck by lightning!
He turned to the side and stared at the girl who had rolled up in her duvet.
Moonlight poured in through the window, lighting up the room.
Only her smooth forehead could be seen…
From Jun Linyuan's angle, he could see most of the girl's face. Right now, she was fast asleep, her cheeks flushed, and she was snoring happily.
Jun Linyuan was so frustrated…
