"Sangzhi, isn't it a bit much to take all the blanket away?"
Huo Feng lay bare on the bed and poked Pu Sangzhi's back with a finger, "Give me some back, wife..."
"Who's your wife?"
Pu Sangzhi turned around and glared at him, her faint smile barely visible in the darkness, "Don't call me that!"
"No, no... it's just that the situation made me feel like I've married you, so I spontaneously gave you that nickname."
Huo Feng went on with his forced explanation and tugged at the blanket a bit, "Give me back some of the blanket, wife, you wouldn't want me to freeze to death, right?"
Pu Sangzhi softened and gave the blanket back to him, her glittering eyes fixing on him in the night, "Don't call me that, don't flirt, and don't touch me. At this age, we should be as conservative as we ought to be!"
"Sure, sure, conservative..."
Huo Feng casually agreed, hastily pulling the blanket back around himself.
