In the dead of night, Tang Yuxiu returned to the master bedroom. Gu Yan was already fast asleep, oblivious to any movements.
Gu Yan's sleeping posture was far from graceful; it could be described as unsightly.
The blanket was twisted into a ball by her, with her whole body sprawled over it like an octopus, half under the blanket and half on top of it. In Tang Yuxiu's eyes, it was anything but elegant, disgustingly awkward.
Tang Yuxiu looked at her with disdain and with a swift motion, yanked the blanket out from her embrace.
Deprived of the blanket filling her arms, Gu Yan frowned deeply in her sleep but didn't wake up. She flipped over twice, instinctively reaching for the blanket but failing to find it, so she resigned and continued sleeping spread-eagle.
Unable to bear the sight, Tang Yuxiu promptly spread the blanket out and draped it over her.
